Friends, I have sold out.
I have stooped so low that I am now using books as decor.
12-year-old me would be appalled. Never would I have thought there would be books that I would pay good money for that I had no intention of reading.
I’m still feeling a little guilty about this, but hopefully blogging about it will bring me some closure and assuage some of the crushing guilt I’m feeling.
Please see exhibit A, from here:
Just gaze at those books for a sec. And these, exhibit B:
It’s tough to resist those colors. They just draw you in–I rest my case. Now check out mine:
Mmmm. Love those colors. Now I just have to figure out where to best put them. And how to stop obsessing about them so I can actually blog about more substantial things. //ohwait,whoamikidding//
I got each of these for $.25 at my fave thrift store a while back. They usually come with VERY ugly cover wraps, which I give you full and enthusiastic permission to throw away asap. Underneath, they are quite nice.
Awesome.
Nope, I’m not going to read them. Unless the internet stops existing, or something like that, which I’m guessing won’t happen in the near future (but I’m really just spit-balling here). I’m justifying this purchase by telling myself I’m giving these books a new chance at life, even if it’s not the life they thought they were meant to live.
Someone please affirm this decor decision and make me feel better. I realize this use of books is a travesty. I even work in publishing.
And apparently blogging about this whole purchase is not providing me with the closure I’m craving. I need positive feedback. Go.
Planting Sequoias 
October 17, 2012 at 9:02 am
LOVE LOVE LOVE. Do NOT feel guilty. Those are some of the coolest books I’ve seen! Great find!
October 17, 2012 at 9:09 am
Yesss! Thanks for the validation. 🙂
October 17, 2012 at 10:30 am
Oh. my. word. I’m speechless!
October 17, 2012 at 10:43 am
Don’t know if I want to ask, but–good speechless or bad speechless?? 😉
October 17, 2012 at 2:58 pm
Let’s band together and make a support group for this. I will be right there with you, because I recently bought some of these very books for the sole purpose of filling a bookshelf. It’s shameful. I bought them from a yard sale, where I actually put on a show for the guy selling the books so he would think I was interested in the content. I picked them up and flipped through the pages as if I actually cared what was inside. Don’t tell anyone.
October 17, 2012 at 6:00 pm
Ha! Yes! Best comment. Our support group will meet every Wednesday and we can discuss our recent acquisitions and failure as book-readers. Anyone else in?
October 19, 2012 at 8:52 pm
LOL!
October 17, 2012 at 8:27 pm
Embrace the books for looks!! I keep telling myself I’ll be set for a week long snow storm or something. I’ll totally read them. I do love the looks of your pretty new books though!!
October 19, 2012 at 8:51 pm
OH. EM. GEE!!! I love these. They remind me of the beautiful spines of the books in my grandfather’s den, which I would stare at longingly as a child. I loved reading, but was not allowed to touch them.
I might go on a witch hunt for those, but might end up shelling out too much for something that’s not the same (learned my lesson about eBay the hard way…). Will just have to admire yours in the meanwhile.
I should have become a Librarian!
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