Whenever I walk into an Anthropologie store, I immediately feel like an adult and a girly woman. The store is just well, girly, and fun, and funky and eccentric and just overall beautiful. What I also realize when I walk in there is that I’m poor and can’t afford the  majority of the things I love (like this, this and this — believe me there are many more links I could post, especially in the kitchen department!). I resisted the majority of the things I wanted to buy, but I did walk out with this bag and this fragrance (in the Song in D Minor scent).

Oh, Anthropologie, thank you for inspiring me to get out of my jeans and t-shirts and be girly — if only for a day or two.