I love shopping at Anthropologie. Not because I actually buy anything; I make way too little money. Not to mention the fact that their fairy tale clothes fit a version of me from a long, long time ago, and a land far away.
I love Anthropologie for the window shopping. The mix of feminine with the unexpected and out of the ordinary makes the shopping experience interesting every time.
But mostly I love Anthropologie because of the work they put into their displays. They build sculptures: an impossible pile of 50 wooden chairs all balanced on one chair on the floor (don’t worry they prepared for klutzes like me and secured them in place), a display of antique light bulbs, a water scene sculpted entirely of bubble wrap.
And yesterday, a papier mache ostrich.
I don’t know if the Anthropologie staff gave her a name, but I think I shall call her name Shirley.
Doesn’t she look like a Shirley?
She is LOVELY. I’d kill for those eyelashes, but then I’d need some heavy duty waterproof mascara, sheesh!
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Shirley is quite the looker…I love the pictures!
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Yes she does look like a Shirley. Very cute!
.-= Scriber’s Web´s last blog ..Ugh! =-.
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