Viewmaster
As it turns out, our newly-minted four-year-old loves going antiquing,
especially when we find old-school toys like this Viewmaster.
As it turns out, our newly-minted four-year-old loves going antiquing,
especially when we find old-school toys like this Viewmaster.
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?
I could fill my home with this look. I love the clean lines and neutral tone combined with a touch of whimsy.
I found this giclee print while browsing though Etsy.
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In case you’re overwhelmed with the urge to buy me a gift, this beauty is currently available on etsy.
Mr. H and I were wandering around the mall this evening when we came across this item. I mentioned to him that it would be awfully nice to have all of my rechargable items organized and ready to go so that in the morning I could just grab them and run. He responded that this item was “anal-retentive foofiness.”