A few months ago, I swear I would have been categorized (against my will, don't put me in a box, man) as a hipster. I've had a few major milestones lately, but it appears that furnishing my new home is the thing that finally toppled me into yuppie-hood.
So why fight it? Off to West Elm I trotted. I was looking for shelves, but they didn't have anything that was online, so mostly we just looked at bar carts and desks and other things we didn't need (ugh, because we already recently purchased. I know, I know).
Then we found the As Is section, and there it was. A crazy beautiful 50% off coffee table. This price was cheaper than the antiques we'd been eyeing, and there appeared to be nothing wrong with it. We looked at it from every angle, and finally I asked a nearby sales associate "What gives. What's wrong with this piece?" He pointed out a scratch. Granted, I now see the scratch because I know of it, but contacts in in bright daylight, we hadn't noticed the darn thing. Good enough for us! And kudos to their staff for being so honest and helpful, great folks at this location.
We walked out of there with our coffee table happily, and threw in some coasters and candles because, well, we're yuppies?