Thursday, 30 June 2011

The Ikea/eBay love child

Before I moved here (and even after, I think) I used to joke that our house was going to be "the house Ikea built". Most of our basic furniture pieces are from Ikea. Honestly, if you want to keep it simple and not pay a lot, Ikea is awesome! After we'd gotten the basics, however, I started to feel like things were starting to get really boring around here (uhh decoration-wise, life in Dorridge is thrilling of course). Beyond the basics, Ikea stuff screams "I am from IKEA and about 200 million other people in the world have the exact same thing!" I can't stand it. I think it probably doesn't scream that loud to other people, but I have a weird encyclopedic knowledge of the Ikea products. I'm almost positive I could walk into any random house in the world and tell you exactly which things were from Ikea. Mainly, this leads to me having a good laugh when I look at fancy house magazines and spot Ikea stuff. Anyway, what I'm trying to say is I've turned to eBay to give la casita Dorridge a little pizazz. The main thing about eBay is: you have to know exactly what you're looking for - otherwise you'll type in something like "dresser" and get 18,000 results. Happily for me, I have very specific ideas about these sorts of things.

Yesterday, I was sittin' around the house - as I am wont to do. It was cool (yay!) but incredibly gray. I was reading this article about an eating disorder treatment facility in Denver and was really disturbed by it. I've never had an eating disorder (or even been close) but I find it frightening that a person's mind can be strong enough to do things like that to their body. I think this article affected me more than others I have read on the subject because it went into some details that, while horribly fascinating, seemed unnecessary. I guess that's how you get people's attention. Basically, I had to get out of the house. 

To Ikea I went. No big purchases planned or made, don't worry. I'm starting to freak out about actually having to move again. Where did all this stuff come from?! Talk about frightening. 

Ok back to the retail therapy. 


























I LOVE THESE TOWELS. Last time I was at Ikea I picked up a four-pack for 2 pounds and ever since I've been wondering why I didn't buy more. I think they'd be super cute to use as napkins at a outdoor party or picnic. I can't imagine the scenario in which I'd be having a garden party attended by anyone but myself and three others who couldn't give a damn about cute napkins, but I shall be equally tickled using them to clean the kitchen counters. 



























I also got this whisk and spatula set. Granted I already had a whisk, but this one is SO much cuter. Personally, I've found that cuteness counts when cooking. I think it would really lose its allure if I couldn't equip myself with appealing accoutrements (and that, my friends, is how you rock some assonance up in here). 

I bought an insert for a pillow cover I bought on eBay from this super cool shop Breeze of Anatolia. They are based in Turkey and sell a bunch of different sizes of pillow covers made from fragments of old rugs. They're a nice way to add some color and I'm a sucker for geometric patterns. The prices are good and shipping (even to the US!) is really reasonable. Margann, just so you know, I'm pretty much going to insist you have a couple of these when you get your own apartment. 



























The best part? It doesn't smell weird at all. I was worried about that. There are some serrrrrriously hideous ones sprinkled in amongst the cool ones though so watch out. I'm talking to you Moldovan Florals!!! 







































On the other side of the couch we now have a cool, beat-up, antique pine chest off ebay. For super cheap, obviously. I don't like a lot of rustic things, but one or two does keep it interesting. Jeff and I drove about an hour and a half to pick it up from a guy who lives in the cutest, teensiest stone farmhouse you've ever seen. Also, he lived on a hill and had a view. Hills just don't exist here. While we were driving up the road I actually thought "I don't think I've ever been up a hill in this car". Weird, huh? My precious ottoman spends a lot of time in the corner these days so the dogs have more room to roughhouse - or sleep.




The official reading chair and table. Now I have a place to put my tea.

Also, have you ever seen such dark, shadowy pictures?? This is the kind of cloudy I'm talkin' 'bout.