It used to rule his life:

I hired a guy named Seven, who said he had been Courtney Love’s assistant, to be my personal shopper. He went to furniture, appliance and electronics stores and took Polaroids of things he thought I might like to fill the house; I’d shuffle through the pictures and proceed on a virtual shopping spree.

But now he’s seen the light and runs a website called Cynics might be tempted to file Graham Hill’s NYT op-ed under #middleclasswoes, but I think he has a point. For heaven’s sake, even a jazz musician is likely to have a personal shopper on the payroll nowadays:

SHOPPING WITH: Joshua Redman; A Jazz Virtuoso Is Picky About the Details

What’s going on?

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