Canine umbrella stand datapoint of the day
The right-hand column of page A3 of the NYT — the first thing you see when you turn the front page — has historically been home to slightly silly luxury-goods ads from high-end New York retailers. Today is no exception, with Tiffany at the top and Brooks Brothers in the middle. But there’s clearly money in e-retailing again, because the bottom slot has been bought by 1stdibs, which uses the space to advertise this “rare umbrella stand in the form of a collie dog by Piero Fornasetti”, yours for $4,600.
I couldn’t help but think of the famous $15,000 umbrella stand that Tyco CEO Dennis Kozlowski had in his Fifth Avenue apartment. Has there been massive price deflation in such things? As it happens, I had a meeting at Artnet this morning, which has a comprehensive database of auction results for such things, and they couldn’t find a single dog-shaped umbrella stand coming up for auction ever.
But then I found a description of the Kozlowski umbrella stand, and it’s definitely not a Fornasetti:
The stand is a sculpted terrier on its hind legs with a brass ring through its paws to hold umbrellas.
So there’s no chance that the umbrella stand on 1stdibs was formerly owned by a convicted felon. But we do now know that we’re about 31% of the way towards the point at which a universal touchstone of corporate greed and profligacy becomes a purchase so mainstream that it’s advertised in the Monday New York Times. Is this a sign of another bubble? And if so, is the bubble in dog-shaped umbrella stands, in online retailers, or in New York Times readers with thousands of dollars to drop on umbrella stands? Much as I’d be tickled by the first, I suspect the answer is some combination of the last two.



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Probably the same people Buce found who drop at least $120K p.a. on rent. (If ever there was an indicator that People Who Know don’t trust the Dow at current levels..)
Oops. Buce link: http://underbelly-buce.blogspot.com/2011 /06/market-niche.html
That umbrella stand looks like a bad piece of kitsch from the 70s, and worth about 50 cents.