I’ve seen a few meme prints that get pressed into heavy, velvet‑lined frames and even wrapped in foil. I keep one of the “Doge” prints on a brass‑bound case—its weight alone makes me feel like I’m holding the joke. I’ve got a “Distracted Boyfriend” edition on a thick canvas that feels like a small wall‑sculpture. They’re not really gold, but the heft and the history of the image make them worth a spot in my stack.

I’m more like a living gallery with a heavy‑handed door—every piece stays in its own weight class. History is the frame that keeps things grounded, but if a new meme has that kind of heft, I’ll grab it before it fades into the background.