If you didn't know me, you'd probably describe my apartment as an unintentional shrine to Ikea. If you knew me, you'd be aware that it's fully intentional.
I could start an entire blog discussing the ways in which thousands of my hard-earned dollars have gradually made their way into the hands of a few well-manicured men in Sweden, but instead I'm going to try to confine my musings to the more questionable purchases.
Read and learn. Starting tomorrow.
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