I talk a lot about being frugal, reusing, distinguishing wants from needs, reducing, and scouring Craiglist and secondhand shops.
Lest I be a complete and utter hypocrite, I wanted to share my recent indulgence with you.
I found this French vintage wire basket on Etsy and I went weak in the knees. I showed it to Matt, and, although he thought it was cool, the $98 price tag kept him from declaring, "We should get it."
I closed my computer and occupied myself with other pursuits (like redoing our front walkway with flagstone and moon rocks and refinishing our mid-century modern living room chair by sanding off the old finish and sewing new cushions).
However, I kept thinking about that basket. I kept seeing the little metal knots and that darling tag in my head.
I went back to the site in the morning. I tried to convince myself that $123 (base price + shipping) was entirely too much for one piece of home decor. Then I pushed myself to figure out exactly where I would put the piece--if I did end up buying it. I realized the basket was only 8" x 8". It wouldn't fit very well on our bigger book shelves.
Suddenly, I glanced at our succulent desk (it's an old student desk with succulent plants on top) and realized that it had a little cubby hole that might be the perfect size for the basket. I grabbed the tape measure and learned that the little hole was about 10" x 10".
At that point, I could no longer resist the temptation. I decided to use my allowance money and some of my left over birthday money to buy that little wire basket and call it my own.
I'm crossing my fingers and my toes in the hope that I will love this precious specimen in person as much as I do in photos. I hope that it settles into our home for the next 50 or so years (then it will only be $2.46/year).