So everyone has been telling me to go to IKEA. For furniture and the ilk. Good thing I didn’t listen to them.
Nope. No sireee. Perhaps every poor yuppie thinks they should IKEA out their place. Then I calculated the cost of getting a bed, bookshelf, desk, dining room set, etc. By the time everything was said and done, my total furniture cost would’ve been close to $1000. Yikes!
“These are things you never knew you needed but at less than $2 each you load up on them anyway. You set out to buy a $40 coffee table but end up dropping $500 on everything from storage units to glassware. “They have this way of making you believe nothing is expensive,” says Bertille Faroult, a shopper at Ikea on the outskirts of Paris.” [link]
You know what I think? I think IKEA is the rich man’s Urban Outfitters. You poor peeps know what I mean. Rich kids looking to get that “thrift store/vintage” look but unwilling to buy something that has *gasp, been used by another person. It’s called recycling, kids. Get used to it.
Go to Uhuru. I happened to walk by it last week. I came out w/ a bookshelf. A mirror. Another bookshelf. Two chairs. Total cost? $100 and some change. The lovely salesperson, Lisa, helped me with everything. She took her time, answered all my questions. Even helped me with color schemes and styles. When I’m at IKEA, I usually end up circling aimless through its mazelike corridors without seeing someone to help me. Even throwing in delivery didn’t equal the cost of a single bookshelf I wanted from IKEA. Continue reading