Ikea sweet Ikea
Seriously, I have an unbridled love for everything Ikea – a blind devotion not unlike my man crushes on Volkswagen and Reggie Miller. Shoddy desk chairs and bowing entertainment centers? I ignore those, preferring to focus on low prices, great design and their amazing store.
Oh, the store. Ikeas are like a yuppie neighborhood on “puree.” Full rooms are laid out in practical style, racks and racks of oddly named magnets and utensils and lamps line the walls, and a restaurant serves eggs and Swedish meatballs.
I mean, it’s so well put together, you might imagine yourself living in the store – camping out in the bedroom area, staring at the cardboard televisions.
Well, one person is doing just that.
Comedian is living in an Ikea store
PARAMUS, New Jersey (AP) — When Mark Malkoff thought about where he could stay while his New York City apartment was being fumigated for cockroaches, he quickly ruled out friends’ places (too small) and hotels (too expensive).
Instead, the comedian and filmmaker decided to move into an Ikea store in suburban New Jersey, where on Monday he unloaded two suitcases into a spacious bedroom at the store.
It’s a dream, really. To be surrounded by so many umlauts! To dive head first into a bin of yellow bags, curling up as if swimming laps. Book after book of the same title! The little pencils! Especially the little pencils!
He’s got his own website: Mark Lives at IKEA.
Some guys have all the fun.