Some days, I think, wouldn't it be nice to live in an Anthropologie catalogue? What with all the beautiful things, placed just so on tables, walls and floors. If I were to living in an Anthropologie catalogue, I'd have parties everyday, and invite my friends over for a little dancing and fun. In my Anthropologie life there would be no mess, nothing to clean up, everything would be magically restored to its original place. To dream, to dream
Ah, Anthropologie. I do love you...
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