Hoy me he comprado mi primer mueble.

Como no, ha sido de IKEA.

Es increible como se puede montar un imperio a partir de la nada.

Después de montarlo, me he acordado de ese expléndido monólogo que se marcan en El Club de la Lucha (peliculón; incuida en mi top ten) [via].

Like so many others, I have become a slave to the Ikea nesting instinct. If I saw something clever, like a little coffee table in the shape of a yin-yang, I had to have it. The Klipsk office unit. The Hovetrekke home exerbike. Or the Ohamshab sofa with Strinne green stripes pattern. Even the Ryslampa wires lamps of environmentally-friendly unbleached paper. I’d flip through catalogues and wonder “what kind of dining set defines me as a person ?” I had it all. Even the glass dishes with tiny bubbles and imperfections, proof that they were crafted by the honest, hard-working, indigenous peoples of wherever. We used to read pornography. Now it was the Horchow collection.

Por cierto, Poäng es el nombre que le han dado al sillón XD.

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