I meant to share these website screenshots earlier but forgot!
Three beautiful words: Anthro Gift Cards! I was lucky enough to get a couple of Anthro gift cards for Christmas. I’ve been saving them for something really “WOW” and I’ve managed to hold onto them for 2 months, hee hee.
I love this strawberry dress so much. I brought home to my husband and said, “Isn’t this the prettiest dress? ISN’T IT?! And these are not roses – they’re STRAWBERRIES!” The pattern seems very ’50s or ’60s to me, one of those so-called watercolor prints. It fits me perfectly and is more lovely in person than in this photo. (Unlike in the picture, I’ll wear it with the removable straps.) So summery. AND there are pockets! (It seems as though designers are really catching on, adding pockets to many of their pretty frocks.)
I also picked up a few plates:
Just some salad plates. They are so girlie! Husband is very tolerant of some of my flowery choices, thankfully. Anyway, I’m phasing out our fugly Corelle plates that neither my husband nor I are big fans of (although they are very light and practical — I’m just SO over the pattern on them). For the life of me, I cannot bring myself to buy full, matching sets of such things as dinnerware (or bedding). Maybe that is the somewhat eclectic side of me. (We do, however, have my grandparents’ old gold and ivory Lennox wedding china for fancy dinners.) I’m on the lookout for either very thin, white and square plates (to balance out some of the girlie-ness) or maybe some round ones in the palest blue (spied some at Crate and Barrel). Along with these green, white and orange bowls we got for our wedding, we’ll end up with a motley crew of cheerful dishes. While much of our home decor is subdued, the kitchen is bri
Anthropologie has the hottest book wallpaper… so in case you can’t get enough real books to stack, you can plaster your walls with Penguin paperbacks!!
Happy Friday, everyone… I’m going to be artsy tonight with some gallery openings, then forgo the cool people at Fashion Week to get my nerd on at the Brooklyn Book Festival instead. I love Fall!
The weather changed our minds. It had locked us in, in the early week, with snow and ice and howl. Then, Thursday afternoon, Friday, Saturday, warmth arrived, true sun. It was as if someone had unclenched her fist (was it my own?) and said, "Go. Live. Be."
At home, my son made me laugh. Many times. "You have this twinkle in your eye," I said.
At the farmer's market, the man selling me nuts began to whistle a song, told me he was rehearsing. "What for?" I asked him. "We're forming a group," he said, "of old singers." "Like that movie?" I said, "Young at Heart?" "Yes," he said. "Precisely. That's me."
At the library they had the book I needed—The Man Who Made Wall Street. I took it home.
At Anthropologie they were selling red shoes. I own them now.
In the blogosphere the lovely reader and craftswoman Bella Fox included me in the embrace of the Proximidade award (for bloggers "who aim to find and be friends").
At night there were stars.
oh my goodness. i saw this before unique la and wanted to use this idear for my table. maybe the next show. :)