A Good Shelfie
On this blog, I have publicly stated that there were 2 good things about living in China. I lied. There are at least 10. Wanna hear em?
Cheap Foot Massages
Cheap Full Body Massages
Cheap Pedicures (Am I shallow? Don’t answer that.)
Affordable full-time nannies, cooks and/or maids.
All of this
Watching your 3 year old son speak Chinese
Watching your 3 year old son laugh at you when you try to speak Chinese
Eating a bowl of street noodles for 8 RMB ($1.30)
Jiaozi (dumplings stuffed with goodness)
And lastly, copyright laws are basically non-existent.
So, some of you might be thinking, “Isn’t it is a bad thing that copyright laws don’t exist?” Well yes, technically, it is. I mean people really should be able to protect their work, ideas and art. But, for reasons I will probably never really understand, the idea of “owning” ideas does not really fly here in China. Everything, and I do mean everything, is available for copy.
Need some examples?
DVDs and CDs: There are full-on stores here where you can buy just about any DVD or CD you want for $2.40 a pop. A whole season of, say, Game of Thrones will run you about $10-12. And this is the ethical way to purchase DVDs. Most people just download them illegally off the Internet with no fear of repercussion.
Handbags, Shoes, Gadgets: There are tons of markets here whose whole gig is to sell fake everything – from Louis Vuitton suitcases and wallets to Wii gaming systems and North Face jackets. Most of it is complete crap. But it IS cheap.
Disney Characters: the most beloved recognizable characters’ faces are not safe from copying.
Based on the above examples, I think it goes without saying that even a piss poor copy passes in China.
Logos: Some *cough* schools *cough* have even been known to “borrow” their logo and mascot from more established universities in the States.
Cars: Apparently, even cars can be copied. Nothing is sacred.
I would be lying if I said it wasn’t just a wee bit fun to get a cheap fake copy of something that is generally pretty expensive and great. Am I morally vacuous if I justify this behavior by saying: “When in Rome China”?
How about this…you can think I am a horrible person, but only AFTER you come to visit me and I take you to see “Betty” at the Pearl Market. She will hook you up with some cutie patootie lululemon gear for…oh…about…NOTHIN’! After that we can talk about ethics and morals, ummmkay? Gosh, I sound defensive. Put the gun down Ditty.
So when I walked into one of my favorite little shops at the flower market over the bridge, I was beyond pumped to find this amazing bookshelf (that I do not have a picture of because, ironically, I did not want them to think I was going to use it to make a copy).
Y’all…I fell instantly in love with this bookshelf. Like an obsessive-teenager-angsty-heart-throbbing kind of love. And I knew right away, it was a copy.
I basically drove home as fast as I could to do a little price comparison research and convince Brado that our lives would be vastly improved by the purchase of this bookshelf.
A quick Internet search and, sure enough on Restoration Hardware’s page, this little gem turned up:
The only real noticeable difference? RH’s version costs 1800 USD, whereas my flower market copy was going for 600 USD.
Ummmmm…..Shut the front door…..Sold!
Except for one small problem. For some reason Brado did not seem to possess the same sense of urgency and importance that I did for acquiring this piece of furniture. He made some ridiculous arguments like, “We really don’t need a bookshelf”, “We are about to have a baby” and “We need to save money to buy a house”. Pshhhhh.
And just like that, my bookcase dreams were put on hold…indefinitely.
I tell you what, it is both sucky and fantastic to be married to someone so rational and smart.
Anyway…fast forward a month or two later to my birthday. I came home from a long day at work to discover that my hubby had bought me a beautiful bouquet of flowers and prepared me an awesome home-cooked meal. Lo and behold, he also presented me with a little pink receipt from the flower market.
Upon closer investigation, it became clear that, not only did I have the very best husband in the world, but soon I would be nuzzling up to my very own fake, but amazing, RH bookshelf.
The best part was that, for the same originally quoted price, Brado was able to have the guys customize one for us. This way the shelf would fit perfectly into the spot I had been dreaming about it residing for the past 3 months.
Our customized bookshelf is one shelf shorter (so we could accommodate our air conditioning unit), a tad wider and does not have a ladder (which would really be more like a death trap with young, crazy kids around).
It was delivered last week and I am happy to report that it seems to be adjusting nicely to its new surroundings. For now, I just used what I already had to “style” it. But hopefully while I am home this summer I can pick up a few little things from my boys Nate and Jonathan to make it pop just a bit more.
I may have already started the process of amping up it’s style by purchasing a stack of design books that had been sitting in my Amazon cart for about 6 months now. My justification: a bookshelf needs books…duh. Happy Mother’s Day to me! #withmyshoppingtendencieswemayneverhaveenoughmoneytobuyahouse
I ask, what’s not to love about a good shelfie?
How about you? Any shelfies being taken in your hood? Any fabulous hubby presents being thrown your way? Any requests for lululemon gear or Game of Thrones’ Seasons before I come home? Just let me know. I got connections.