T and I spent some quality time with the MOMA store yesterday—hello, holiday times! I have to start my painful gift list that's waaaaay more organized than my bedroom! I am always torn between the crazy (and crazy useful) kitchen business and the books, and this time the bound things won. (For those keeping score at home, that's BOOKS, 1 and KITCHEN BS, 0.)
It's always the fashion stuff that sucks me into the rabbit hole, and, hi, I need this:
Shockingly, it's words and pictures. With footnotes. PLLLLLEEASE. This has brothers holidaze request written all over it.
It took me until 2008 to realize that writing things on the internet doesn't (necessarily) make you the most annoying person in the universe. Then my friend had a dream that I had a blog where I posted a photo of myself in an orange sequined dress. Hot.
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