Kate had a post about exploring her suburban surroundings the other day, and she referred to the nearby "temple of consumerism." The sheer power of marketing and consumption in the U.S. is something that I've been really glad to be away from the past year and a half. Don't get me wrong: I enjoy shopping. I have frequented said temple of consumerism (read: mall, or "collection" to the truly devoted) and have been excited to worship there on occasion. I'm also a regular visitor to the Mighty Goods blog to see what's hip and interesting on the market these days.
But I'm also sort of proud at how moving here has changed our consumer-oriented lifestyle. If it's not something I want to pay to ship back to the U.S. or deal with reselling or throwing away if we do return, then I won't buy it. It's been liberating. (Let's just not talk about how I've let my appearance go down the pooper.)
Even though I've both indulged and scoffed at all the gross consumerism in the U.S., I found myself completely horrified by one of the recent items posted on Mighty Goods: the Cup-a-Cake Saver. SERIOUSLY. $3 for a piece of plastic to protect a single cupcake. Who buys this sh!t? Who travels regularly with cupcakes one at a time?
Actually, their whole Perfect Picnic Guide is kind of a joke to me. Like living in Europe and riding rustic bicycles to cafes and bakeries and cheese shops, it seems that picnicking frequently enough to warrant buying all this crap is merely a fantasy fed by marketing.
Am I nuts?