in the most unlikely places. While Anthropologie is all the rage, I just can't see paying their prices for things. I mean, $128 for a shirt? Are they nuts? I'm sorry, regular people just don't pay that much for one item of clothing. An entire outfit, maybe. But then it would have to be something I was planning to wear to, oh, I don't know, the Inaugural Ball or something. Or when George Clooney asks me to be his date for the Oscars. I might even spend more than that for George. But I digress... I clicked the Kitchen button - you can really tell where my heart lies, can't you? And there, along with those adorable ceramic egg crates I am using to organize my jewelry, I found these completely charming ceramic farmer's market baskets. Well, I could not resist, because in addition to their abject sweetness, they were very reasonably priced. The white one came to live with me first - and it's perfect for a pretty bunch of fake cherries. I love it!
And well, the blue one was so pretty and his shade went so perfectly with the basket liners on my desk - I gave in asked him to come and live here too. I didn't want him to be lonely on his trip, so his little coral friend came along for the ride. Mr. Blue is staying on the desk to hold treats for my clients, but I haven't found a spot for Miss Coral yet. Any suggestions?