First, from Sony Test Driver Liz, a story from Stockholm:
In Stockholm, I was in a major department store called NK (http://www.nk.se/). This place makes Nordstrom look like a Target that’s trying too hard. There was a fashion show going on in the foyer, people were mobbing the Hermes boutique, and me? I just wanted to find the toy department in the hope that somewhere in Europe was a store not completely sold out of the GoGo Crazy Bones my kids asked me to bring back. My thought was lavish block long multi story department store = higher prices but lower selection = maybe some GoGos left?
I have to admit, it was hard to focus. I mean, LOOK at those purple knee high gladiator style crocs. Seriously! Do you know how hard it was to leave those behind??? What? I’m revealing too much about myself? You don’t understand the awesome brilliance of that shoe? Ok, ok, I’ll move on. So there I am, wandering the aisles, roaming from floor to floor when I find the bookstore. I think hey, I wonder who’s published over here? Sure, Nora Roberts will be – but who else got the translation to whatever everyone around me is speaking? (Swedish? I am in Sweden, right? You can see how I prepare for these things.)
I take about two steps into the section, when I see that there is an english language endcap, angled so it catches the attention of anyone who walks into the store. My first thought is that Charlaine Harris must be making some money, yo. My second thought is OMG HOLY CRAP! See for yourself.
Oh holy smoke. Swedish Bosoms. My day is MADE.
But wait, more awesomeness!
Bethanne Patrick, aka The Book Maven, wrote a really thought-provoking and lyrical post about the bookshelves of other people for BN.com:
gazing at “the books of others” is a less transgressive but often no less transformative method of cultural eavesdropping. [emphasis mine] You might learn that your host has never read anything besides every Stephen King novel ever published, or you might discover that your friend arranges her books by color. You might laugh upon finding that your aunt and uncle keep a shelf full of college textbooks, or be shocked to see that your best friend has a serious romance habit.
So true. Like most romance fans, my books are two or three deep on the shelf, and there’s a ton of them in all genres, in all stages of wear from brand spanky new to tattered and tired. But, again like most romance fans, it’s not just romance that takes up real estate on my (many) bookshelves, and I LOVE to look at what other people read and house in their homes.
What about you – who, besides you, has the best bookshelves for snooping that you know of?