Wednesday, June 7, 2017

New Week Rising With Eisenberg

Sometimes when you sit to write an entry for your blog, all the ideas and clever words just escape you. For two weeks I have had such great entry ideas and then when I sit down, bam-gone. Unbelievable. In theory I should just write the moment something comes to mind. Unfortunately, the situation doesn't always present itself.




This week I read an article, "Sorry, No one Want Your Parents Stuff", by Richard Eisenberg. He equates us to the IKEA generation and basically we are lost. No one wants the china pattern, no one wants the records, etc... Untrue!

                        

Yes we are of a generation that, yes, sometimes buys at IKEA. Shit I do. Look at any high end mag and I can spot the IKEA light or kitchen rack. For that matter the tiny house world heavily uses the clever storage innovations IKEA carries. BUT, I max a ton of stuff. Most of my house is vintage in some form or fashion, but I do shop IKEA, Restoration Hardware and PB.

 

Who is to say that I cant mix my Eames lounger and ottoman with my deco leopard theatre seats with my ikea 4 x 4 Expidit bookcase? No one! It really is up to us to see what works and what there is a  market for.

                       

Eisenberg tries to push us into a category when in reality that is completely unrealistic. He must not have any concept of the trend that exists. Through limitless Facebook and social media, you can find the appropriate outlet for those items Eisenberg deems garbage. Estate sales are all the rave. Devotees of this phenom plan their weekends and destinations according to estate sale listings.


I find that people are tired of the throwaway society and are working to not only recycle their cans and use their own bags at grocery stores, they want to own something from the past and find new meaning in it. Connect with our parents and grandparents. Now that does not include the fact that some extremes exist.


Last week a young man in his twenties came into my friends shop in a beige leisure suit of polyester. Quintessential seventies and the worst part of it. Some things should remain in the past because they were not that great to begin with.

So for Eisenberg, well maybe things didn't work out for him, but the rest of us? Let us wallow in our grandparents china and bad polyester leisure suits. There is a lid for every pot. 

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