My Heart Goes, “Stack Lack-a-Lack”*
Ever since I spied this Ikea Lack Side Table hack I’ve been obsessed with stacking those $8 slices of heaven on top of each other. “But they’re cheap and shakytown!” naysayers cry – from the legitimately concerned and concern trolling variety alike. Well here’s what I found when I wondered about this myself:
Yeah, this thing is probably a lot more steady than you think. It’s super cheap material, but the extra blocky legs give it surprising sturdiness.
I’ve got two extra Lack tables hanging around since we changed up the living room so that they don’t fit anymore, and I temporarily stuck them on top of each other in the dining room to keep them out of the way. They make a surprisingly good place to stack stuff without even being glued, so well stuck together they probably work well.
– from a thoughtful commenter at AT.
That seemed to silence the classist snobs who spend all day at work – when they’re probably supposed to be engaged in mid level publishing dronery – frantically refreshing apartment therapy for yet another showy loft furnished with “eclectic” and “unique” mid century modern furnishings.
I live in a rural state. I live in a “small space”. I am a freelancer, disco dancer. I am ADD and can’t put a piece of furniture down and leave there until it wears down the carpet. Thus my furnishing needs can’t involved heavy, substantial pieces, which declare to the world I’m not a horribly tacky person. I need stuff I can hoist around and possibly carry from room to room if I really become obsessed with it.
Moreover, what the hell are these people doing to/with their furniture requiring it to be steel belted and bullet proof? I mean I use my LACKS for books, a refreshing beverage or two and sometimes even my laptop. I’m not staging amateur wrestling matches in my living room or using them to store glass bricks. So you can get the fuck on up out of here with that foolishness. Note: I’m not talking about folks with kids. I have been a child myself and I have been the child sitting amongst a pile of sticks that once was an attractive shelving solution, wearing a towel tucked into the back of my pjs and a chagrined expression.
Wonder twin powers, ACTIVATE!!!
As I’ve mentioned before, I don’t WANT my all furnishings to last forever. I’m not the girl for that level of decor commitment; so if something only lasts me – say – four or five years, I’m okay with it.
Oddly enough I’ve had most of my “temporary” ikea furnishings for upwards of a decade! So boo on you.
Anyway, I should have been writing. I should have been crafting fiction, but instead I was stacking LACKS. I have seen the shelving solution issues it resolves and, baby, it is GOOD.
*To the tune of Bang Shang a Lang by The Archies.
Blogger’s note: I’m in the process of doing my spring cleaning thus the ugly lamp shades, disappointing choices in camera angles, half ass paint jobs and that raggedy towel on the kitchen floor.