We were at the Park Slope Ale House and our fave trashy waitress was overheard saying, "I have never been to an Ikea..."
Wha-wha-what?!
We are like the opening scene from "Fight Club." Literally most of our apartment is filled with furniture that has odd Swedish names and cost less than a couple hundred dollars. Our best piece is Alexandra's 99 dollar crib. Solid wood. White. It's a true gem--no lie.
And as much as the mallification of New York is a real problem, I am celebrating that Ikea is opening in Red Hook on June 18th. The B77 bus in my 'hood already says it terminates at Ikea (how much did they pay for that advertising?). I can't wait for everyone's apartments to look exactly alike. We all are already clones of each other, why can't our apartments be clones, too?
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