Tuesday, June 28, 2011
Destination Anthropologie
That's it. I'm moving to Anthropologie. Not the store, the catalog. I long to be fabulously lit and wear frothy dresses at all times. And be surrounded by every delectable shoe and boot you can imagine, but wander about barefoot. A magical place where you don't need to bathe yet you always smell pretty. Bad hair days just do not happen. If they do, it's bed-head ala artsy, and you've just risen from slumber in 800 count Egyptian cotton sheets with coordinated pillows and a big, pouffy comforter.
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