in my pants.

below: these instantly earn a special place in the things-i-like isle of my heart warehouse.
March 18
thelittlebluehaus: Dear Anthropologie, Browsing through your well-distressed, shabby-chic pages today, I came across this particular gem and wanted to send my appreciation. It’s not every day that you see purposefully destroyed arts&crafts projects on sale for $700, and I applaud your balls to try and sell things like this to the public. Seven mirrors that you tied to the back of a pickup truck and drove around for an hour and a half on the backroads on Wisconsin and you’re charging $100 for each? That takes chuzspah my friend. And I like chuzspah.  I thought that nothing could top yoru $3,000 mirror made out of what looks like pine cones and the bottoms of Miller High Life bottles, or your $1,500 “chandelier” where you hired some Malaysian orphans to drill holes through teacups and then screw them to a platter and hang it from a ceiling. But $700 for what looks like garbage nailed to a wall surrounded by some wood that looks like you found it on the side of the road but I’m sure cost 5grand, that is fucking brilliant. I look forward to robbing a bank so I can pay you several thousand dollars to glue paper bags to my wall. Or shove some wire and lightbulb up a raccoons ass and then hang it from my ceiling. Love, Genevieve

thelittlebluehaus:

Dear Anthropologie,

Browsing through your well-distressed, shabby-chic pages today, I came across this particular gem and wanted to send my appreciation. It’s not every day that you see purposefully destroyed arts&crafts projects on sale for $700, and I applaud your balls to try and sell things like this to the public. Seven mirrors that you tied to the back of a pickup truck and drove around for an hour and a half on the backroads on Wisconsin and you’re charging $100 for each? That takes chuzspah my friend. And I like chuzspah. 

I thought that nothing could top yoru $3,000 mirror made out of what looks like pine cones and the bottoms of Miller High Life bottles, or your $1,500 “chandelier” where you hired some Malaysian orphans to drill holes through teacups and then screw them to a platter and hang it from a ceiling. But $700 for what looks like garbage nailed to a wall surrounded by some wood that looks like you found it on the side of the road but I’m sure cost 5grand, that is fucking brilliant.

I look forward to robbing a bank so I can pay you several thousand dollars to glue paper bags to my wall. Or shove some wire and lightbulb up a raccoons ass and then hang it from my ceiling.

Love,

Genevieve