moral conundrum

Every time i stick my toe into anthropologie I go into a downward spiral of consumeristic desire that keeps me drooling for days.

But I’ve never bought anything there for myself.  And I have absolutely no sense of style (not even being modest when I say that.)  And clothes?  They’re just clothes, I could care less.

But the decor, the housewares, the frilly little aprons back in the corner, the bulky jewelry that’s borderline tacky, the patterns and textures….  so pretty.

i could easily convince myself i need this:


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