These bookshelves may be beautiful, but they would make me crazy. How would I ever find the right book again?
Unless, of course, these books were never intended to be read–and that feels like the equivalent of the styrofoam beams that appear in some homes these days. They’re pretty from a distance–but don’t get too close!
I don’t decorate with fake books. (Though I might make the occasional exception.)
This quote from early in the book convinced me I liked Ms. Stead’s style:
Once, Mom came home from work and discovered that he had turned all the books around so that the bindings were against the wall and the pages faced out. He said it was calming not to have all those words floating around and “creating static.” Mom made him turn them back. She said it was too hard to find a book when she couldn’t read the titles. Then she poured herself a big glass of wine.
Apparently Georges’s mom and I have a lot in common.
Do you decorate with books–and where do you fall on the functional vs. beautiful question? Would you ever fill your shelves with backwards books?