ooh eee oohh aaa aaa ting tang walla walla bing bang
this, and other, less important thoughts are going through my head this morning.
What a slow bloody week.
I think that I'm becoming more materialistic as I get older, just in a totally different way... Whereas I've always loved clothes and cds, the usual old crap, now I desire functionless objects for complete adoration, and when I see said object my desire for it is insatiable...
I think my late discovery of ebay has something to do with this disorder, it's opened up the possibility of owning so many things that in a normal lifetime you would look out for for years and years and finally find on a random day in a place you never go, now you feel resentful even paying £5 for such an object on ebay, when in real life, the pleasure of discovery would prompt you to empty your wallet on the table and hand over the clothes on your back as a guarantee...
The new flood-the-market culture does make me sad, it gives me pangs of sadness, but at the same time, it gives me pleasure as it enables me to own things that I shouldn't really be able to afford, mainly lots of dvds.
In fact, I take this back, the only aspect that I get pleasure from is the sudden cheapness of dvds. It makes me feel funny when I go to Fopp and dvds are £3, £2 and even £1, it feels wrong that you can buy, for example, Peter Cook's and Dudley Moore's Bedazzled for £2, it makes it seem like an object of pathetically minor value, when to me growing up it was like a golden acorn of pleasure, and a dvd version, well that is heaven!£2! It should be £20, then people will think about it and buy it and treasure it, rather than get it and never watch it... BUT of course this is rubbish cause what if lots of people get it CAUSE it's £2 and then love it and treasure it anyway... also, I get lots of films now, I get films cause they're cheap all the time, so I can't complain.
Cheap clothes, on the other hand, do depress me. They depress me because they aren't a social uniter, they don't help those who can't afford to go to topshop, they do the opposite, they create a furious cycle of consumerism, like that old adage about if you build more roads, they'll build more cars, if you sell £2 tops, people will buy one every single week, they feel worthless to wear, badly made and uncomfortable, and they feel disposable. I noticed about a year ago that in leeds and wakefield practically the only thing you can buy in charity shops are Primark throw-offs, it made me sad and gave me the creeps, this stuff is not good enough to survive being second-hand, it only made it through a few weeks of first-hand before the owner replaced it. Shoes that cost £2, £3, £5, I mean can you actually buy them with any degree of comfort? how can they be that cheap??? it's impossible. There's a credit crunch, everyone's broke, it doesn't mean you should close your eyes and shit on someone halfway across the world who's being paid £3 a week to make this crap, it's the opposite, you should stand up for them more than ever before.
God, my blog always turns into a tirade. I don't intend it. I just have started to find shopping depressing. my new ethos is just to live by sales, I get French Connection clothes, but when they cost as much as New Look clothes, and I've started to see the value in repairing clothes and in having clothes that you wear till they wear out, it's characterful! And with decent clothes, it should be possible to do that. I have so many jumpers that were my mum's and my sisters', shoes I've had for absolutely yeaarrrs I have a pair of Primark shoes that I was looking at this morning making a bag of stuff for charity shop and they are made of cardboard, the whole insides fell out of them the first time I wore them.
Anyway, I'll finish as I started, I originally meant to talk about my new love of trinkets, as devloped from looking on ebay. I also collect books now, often ones that I have no intention of reading, but with excellent covers. I am currently in desperate desire of moomins. Stupid crap with moomins on that I can shove on my desk and adore. If you haven't read moomins lately I recommend it very very highly, man, that is some well written crazy stuff. It's really brill.
There's a 1957 moomin troll book on amazon for £295 and i want it painfully, desperately, I glanced it last night and woke up thinking about it, then it struck me how materialistic I was, as there is an intense in me desire to hold it, it's quite scary.
this, and other, less important thoughts are going through my head this morning.
What a slow bloody week.
I think that I'm becoming more materialistic as I get older, just in a totally different way... Whereas I've always loved clothes and cds, the usual old crap, now I desire functionless objects for complete adoration, and when I see said object my desire for it is insatiable...
I think my late discovery of ebay has something to do with this disorder, it's opened up the possibility of owning so many things that in a normal lifetime you would look out for for years and years and finally find on a random day in a place you never go, now you feel resentful even paying £5 for such an object on ebay, when in real life, the pleasure of discovery would prompt you to empty your wallet on the table and hand over the clothes on your back as a guarantee...
The new flood-the-market culture does make me sad, it gives me pangs of sadness, but at the same time, it gives me pleasure as it enables me to own things that I shouldn't really be able to afford, mainly lots of dvds.
In fact, I take this back, the only aspect that I get pleasure from is the sudden cheapness of dvds. It makes me feel funny when I go to Fopp and dvds are £3, £2 and even £1, it feels wrong that you can buy, for example, Peter Cook's and Dudley Moore's Bedazzled for £2, it makes it seem like an object of pathetically minor value, when to me growing up it was like a golden acorn of pleasure, and a dvd version, well that is heaven!£2! It should be £20, then people will think about it and buy it and treasure it, rather than get it and never watch it... BUT of course this is rubbish cause what if lots of people get it CAUSE it's £2 and then love it and treasure it anyway... also, I get lots of films now, I get films cause they're cheap all the time, so I can't complain.
Cheap clothes, on the other hand, do depress me. They depress me because they aren't a social uniter, they don't help those who can't afford to go to topshop, they do the opposite, they create a furious cycle of consumerism, like that old adage about if you build more roads, they'll build more cars, if you sell £2 tops, people will buy one every single week, they feel worthless to wear, badly made and uncomfortable, and they feel disposable. I noticed about a year ago that in leeds and wakefield practically the only thing you can buy in charity shops are Primark throw-offs, it made me sad and gave me the creeps, this stuff is not good enough to survive being second-hand, it only made it through a few weeks of first-hand before the owner replaced it. Shoes that cost £2, £3, £5, I mean can you actually buy them with any degree of comfort? how can they be that cheap??? it's impossible. There's a credit crunch, everyone's broke, it doesn't mean you should close your eyes and shit on someone halfway across the world who's being paid £3 a week to make this crap, it's the opposite, you should stand up for them more than ever before.
God, my blog always turns into a tirade. I don't intend it. I just have started to find shopping depressing. my new ethos is just to live by sales, I get French Connection clothes, but when they cost as much as New Look clothes, and I've started to see the value in repairing clothes and in having clothes that you wear till they wear out, it's characterful! And with decent clothes, it should be possible to do that. I have so many jumpers that were my mum's and my sisters', shoes I've had for absolutely yeaarrrs I have a pair of Primark shoes that I was looking at this morning making a bag of stuff for charity shop and they are made of cardboard, the whole insides fell out of them the first time I wore them.
Anyway, I'll finish as I started, I originally meant to talk about my new love of trinkets, as devloped from looking on ebay. I also collect books now, often ones that I have no intention of reading, but with excellent covers. I am currently in desperate desire of moomins. Stupid crap with moomins on that I can shove on my desk and adore. If you haven't read moomins lately I recommend it very very highly, man, that is some well written crazy stuff. It's really brill.
There's a 1957 moomin troll book on amazon for £295 and i want it painfully, desperately, I glanced it last night and woke up thinking about it, then it struck me how materialistic I was, as there is an intense in me desire to hold it, it's quite scary.
I Know what you mean! Charity shops are like treasure caves to me these days. I find myself hunting every square inch just incase a hidden gem is missed. Best buy so far? A book from the 60's called The Encyclopedia of Knowledge which explains almost anything you can imagine, from gravity to steam trains to telephones! Plus loads of history (although mostly relating to the British Empire.... supprisingly!!)
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