Is it possible to be addicted to furniture? Probably not physically addicted (unless your butt tragically gets stuck to a vinyl upholstered seat in 90 degree heat!). No, the addiction I’m referring to is best described as a craving, a preternatural desire for and attraction to home décor objects with unique form, line, or function: the sensual curve of a 1930’s wing chair, the striking geometric lines of art deco, the lush texture of quality upholstery. And such an addiction can pose some of the same hazards as any other: trawling dark streets and alleys, obsessively cruising Websites and classifieds (I swear, Craigslist is my crack!), spending the mortgage on items to feed the need…GOTTA HAVE IT GOTTA HAVE IT GOTTA HAVE IT
OK, so pardon the slight hyperbole. Nonetheless, some of you know exactly what I’m talking about. I KNOW there are others out there like myself, whose homes are chock full of furniture and decorative items that force you to use your (or a friend’s) attics and basements as ‘staging areas’, til you can decide what to switch out to make room for the latest find. Those who devour every page of the latest Elle Décor, whose furniture restoration project list rivals the To Do list of the most harried soccer mom, and who dream of some day opening the perfect little shop to showcase their accumulated treasures.
My own addiction takes the form of hunting for and collecting vintage home furnishings. I am particularly drawn to items from the 1920’s thru the 1970’s. Yes, that covers a broad range of styles (my home is decorated in what is politely referred to as “eclectic” style). I find myself attracted to a variety styles and periods, and get great pleasure from mixing it all together to represent my own peculiar viewpoint and vision. (Friends who visit my home for the first time always comment that my house is very “me”… I sometimes wonder if that’s a compliment!)
This blog is a way for me to share that viewpoint and vision, as well as my treasure-hunting experiences. I have a voracious appetite for vintage décor; I regularly trawl yard sales, flea markets, thrift stores, estate sales, and yes, the cursed CRAIGSLIST (any of you who are familiar with Curb Alerts understand the danger!!). I will also relate my 'furniture rescue' experiences (including those incidents of which I am not particularly proud: DDUIs (Dumpster Diving Under the Influence). I’ll warn you though, I am a bit protective of my ‘sources’; I may not always divulge the exact names/locations of the shops and areas where I make my best discoveries!
So, if you identify with Furniture Addiction, or if you suspect you have a problem, I hope you’ll join me regularly on this blog. It’s not a cure – more like an enabler. Go ahead – indulge! I promise you won’t hate yourself in the morning.