i paid a visit to my grammie yesterday after work
and on my way home,
i caught a glimpse of a glorious antique shop . . .
grammie lives by nh's antique alley
which makes for near car accidents if one is very
distracted by such lovely roadside sites.
since i didn't have time to stop and peruse,
i was left to stalk anthro
for all things beautiful-but-not-really-antiques.
i feel kind of like rachel in
that mustard yellow phone is particularly enticing. good grief.
it's fortunate i have amazing willpower, no space and am lacking thousands of extra dollars to to purchase tons of new furniture.
otherwise, there would be anthropologie mayhem.