ICFF: The Good, The Bad & The Ugly
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I journeyed to the ICFF a rainy New York Tuesday morning. I don't know if you've ever heard about something cool and felt cheated because aforementioned cool thing was not happening in your city, but that is how I've always felt when I trolled my regular interior design blogs and read about their visits to this show, because I lived in Los Angeles before this year, and I felt I was being punished and left out.
Perhaps I built the whole thing up too much in my head, and indeed, it was better than a sharp stick in the eye, but it wasn't the buzzing hive of creativity that I anticipated.
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