I really have turned into Ikea Boy
. I've noticed that some of the books I've been buying recently are there not to be read, but to sit on the table and look cool. Example: The Art of Looking Sideways
. A nice design book, and certainly very interesting, but let's admit it, it's there for the "ooh shiny" factor.
Pad is excellent fun, but dammit, I'm not going to be redecorating my house any time soon.
I'm not sure whether or not Invisible Cities counts, since it doesn't have any pictures. My Adbusters subscription definitely counts, which is a shame since I really do actually read it.
Anyway, I was extremely tempted to buy another one today - Project on the City 2, the Harvard design school's guide to shopping and shopping centers - but then I realised that I had taken a step too far, and I saw the book for what it was: pretentious artfucko Ikea-boy coffee-table wank.
Maybe I'll get it next week.