Plumo and I have a game we play. The catalogue drops through the letterbox. I make a cup of coffee and sit down to pore over its contents. I do this with very few magazines but there is something about Plumo that draws me in. I go through the book turning down the pages of the things I love.
Then I go online and drop them all in my basket. Just for fun. Just to see how many times I would have to win the lottery to buy anything. Last time it came to £654. I have just done it with the latest and it came to £447. There were only three things. But, perhaps, only one I truly can’t live without.
Then I close the computer and carry on with my life, leaving the catalogue open on the coffee table. All the magazines say to do this. They say your other half will notice this and get the hint and buy the thing on the page that you have left casually lying around. THAT IS A LIE. They won’t do that. They won’t even notice there’s an open magazine on the table for several weeks and when they do they start tutting about the mess and all those old bits of paper and catalogues lying around and then they throw it all in the recycling.
A few weeks later I will get an email announcing the sale. This is when I shop. Probably quite a lot. To make up for the rage at my hint being ignored and the thing I really wanted being sold out. And the other thing I really needed not even being in the sale. And buying it anyway.
But, when it comes to the homewares. It’s not so madly priced. Take these brass mirrors, a fun nod to current pineapple trend in a really pared back way. It has a leather cord for hanging too which is a great detail. I love these mirrors. They’re £59 each. That’s really not bad. If it were a pair of shoes it would probably be triple that in this catalogue. Go figure. Or perhaps, go shop.
The pineapple is my favourite (obvs) I just love that huge geometrical leaf at the top. But the pear is quite a practical shape. And you could have a whole ironic Snow White and Wicked Stepmother thing with the apple. To yourself probably as that might be quite a niche analogy. But while asking it who is the fairest of a morning, this mirror might acknowledge that you are, perhaps, the cleverest at niche analogies.
You probably won’t believe it but a miracle happened once and the trick with the catalogue really worked. Thing is I believe my fiance only did it because he tried to be Jamie Oliver in the kitchen and we ended up needing house cleaning services 😀
That’s very cool!
Ha,ha totally get the hubby ignoring it…that is a myth on all counts, lovely mirrors though both cheeky and chirpy