I pulled in the driveway today to see a large package sticking out of the mailbox. I laughed out loud when I saw it was a catalog from Restoration Hardware. It was three items bagged all together like a phone book. The hilarious part – it was HUGE!
Seriously, the main big book is 690 pages! The smaller catalog is 154. Holy hardware, Batman!
The enormous catalog came with the disclaimer that since the company is going green, they will only bother me with this giant catalog twice a year – not several smaller catalogs monthly – and I can certainly call them to ask to not receive it anymore.
Remind me that I need to do that.
I used to love Restoration Hardware because they were quirky. Their catalogs had neat old things – not just interior design stuff – but old gadgets and such that my feeble brain can’t remember. There was a store in Kansas City that we used to visit and all the little gadget-y things had hilarious explanation cards by the price.
You used to be funny, Restoration Hardware, but now you have become a self-important empire that only markets expensive furniture and textiles in grey, muted, sad tones – taking yourself entirely too seriously under Gary Friedman’s direction. Goodbye, R.H.
We can no longer be friends.
Wait….. um, I do like that.
Er. And that.
Dang it. Scratch the reminder.