Wednesday, March 10, 2010
A Most Expensive Read
Sad but true — I don't read. The last book I picked up was that Percy Jackson Lightning Thief one. Before that, all the "Twilight" books. Loved those. Yup, juvenile fiction is about my speed. Despite my 30-something chronological age, I am still 13 inside. And wearing braces.
For someone who's a journalist by trade, that's probably not a good admission. But I have this completely weird, unreasonable disorder in which every book I pick up immediately depresses me when I read it because I think, "I need to write a book. I should write a book." I have notebooks filled with half-baked ideas. One day.
So even though I ignore books, I love my magazines. I think I'm up to 10 subscriptions now, including Teen Vogue, which I somehow ended up with (free with purchase maybe?) and actually like despite my advancing age.
I did buy the "Sex and the City" book when it went on crazy super sale at Urban Outfitters. No joke, the $4.99 price tag is still on it. I adore memorizing its pages and all the wonderful, glorious clothes and shoes. I never get tired of looking at that.
The point I'm getting to is that there's this Prada book out there that's 125 smackers. Yowza. The hardcover has an overview of all of Miuccia Prada's collections, pictures of nearly 4,000 different looks and production shots of shoes being crafted. It sounds so cool. But $125? It's just under $79 on Amazon. Free shipping, but still.
So I am trying to rationalize this purchase. Would I get $78.75 worth of enjoyment? And no, it is not cheaper on eBay. I checked.