There was also a table full of tiny tomatoes. I can’t eat just one.
How can you go to The Container Store and not feel that, if you just purchased this one item — a trunk organizer, over the door hooks, chip clips, these Hermes orange boxes — your whole life would fall into perfect alignment? Fortunately, I was able to rouse myself from my organizational coma before I did any major wallet damage. I escaped with this:
Blue, who’s having a Hello Kitty moment, will prolly get this toothbrush holder. Unless I decide to keep it for myself. My inner 5 year old self, that is. Who is also having a Hello Kitty moment. Though, in her attempts to be a grown-up, her taste usually runs more towards this:
Home again, home again, jiggedy jig jig. It’s a beautiful day here in LA but since what day isn’t, I’m going to take a bath and go back to bed. I have the rest of The Tudors to watch and a facial to give myself.
How was your weekend?