Museum catalogs are a breed apart. I don't get to Chicago or New York nearly enough, so when the Metropolitan Museum of Art or the Art Institute send out their annual holiday gift catalogs, I like to sit back, sip a cup of tea and let the culture wash over me. Pretty sad, huh?
I could get off my ass and hoof it down to a local museum and thereby support local artists and such. But screw that. I'm the Catalogette.
And I support culture and the arts by ordering museum-quality jewelry, ties and lovely silk-screened scarfs.
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