I admit it. I can’t live without caffeine and I LOVE catalogs – all sorts of catalogs. I used to have a pretty important job where I would get all sorts of mail from vendors trying to get my attention with samples and the equivalent to tradeshow trinkets. It was a lot of fun and I got some really cool things. Then I became a SAHM. Then the vendors didn’t know where to find me or really care at that point since I was no longer a decision maker in their arena. The bulk of my mail became credit card offers. And really, they’re no fun. I became mail lonely. I started my addiction with a subscription to Parenting Magazine, then found free subscriptions to Baby Talk and American Baby Magazines. Then another paid subscription to Parents Magazine. Then I went crazy – requesting baby safety catalogs, beading catalogs, Ikea catalogs, clothing catalogs of stuff I will NEVER wear. Why do I do this? Because I like reaching into the mailbox and pulling out 4 color printed catalogs with my name on them. Because I like that I have cooler mail than my husband and because now that I’m killing trees by the dozens – I have more mail than my husband. I can sit on the toilet flipping through a catalog while my toddler harrasses the bathtub and not worry about losing my place. It’s my link to reality, to the outside world of gadgets and fashion. I no nothing about world current events, but I can tell you that Kohls is having a menswear sale and I can also tell you that my husband needs new shorts (after I burn the ripped ones tonight). Am I alone in my love of catalogs?
I’m a Catalog Whore, And a Magazine Whore, And a Sales Flyer Whore… September 5, 2007
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Hello. My name is Betsy and I’m a catalog whore. It’s been 2 hours since I looked at my last catalog. I ignore people at parties while I look through the host’s catalogs & read their magazines. I’m so glad you introduced us to term “Catalog Whore”. In fact, now that you’ve named it, I’m going to stop being ashamed of it. I even know whose catalogs I want to browse the next time I’m at their house…
Oh YES. Me TOO. Although…can you be a catalog whore and a catalog snob at the same time? I’ve been getting so MANY awesome catalogs for so long…and then when I realized that I’m broke like the rest of the world, I started getting angry at Pottery Barn for Kids. And Crate and Barrel. Do people really spend $800 on a chair with 2 coordinating slip covers for their 3 year old? Ok…maybe…and I’m going to have to read the danged catalog again when it comes next month. And Restoration Hardware. This is the stuff I pour over, drool over, want-when-i-grow-up. What stuff can I actually afford? Probably the Lilian Vernon catalog – but I think even she gave up on me.
Ok I can’t even start on my love of magazines…it goes beyond description. It. Is. My. OXYGEN!!
As for catalogs…ooh, I love me some catalogs too. Ikea is a new fave, Gooseberry, Tender Heart Treasures, Hanna Andersson, sometimes Current if I’m feeling all holiday-ish and need cards, Chinaberry, Hearthsong, Williams-Sonoma (and I can’t cook for the life of me), and on and on and on. And we’re smack dab in the high season of catalogs…yippee!!
I’m so SAD. I just collected enough MyRewardsCoke points to get a subscription to Real Simple Magazine! Will the insanity EVERY stop?