So I'm in New York for the weekend (with my lovely Miss L--maybe if I mention her here she'll actually comment instead of perpetually lurking about?) and have been on the go all day--a wonderful, busy day. My Google Reader had acquired quite a lot of things while I was gone, and when I opened this post from katy elliot, it was as if someone else had constructed my Christmas list for me! Whales! I even have that Bungalow 360 bag!PS: Thinking about checking out the Ban.do trunk show tomorrow, what do you think? I was planning on hitting Union Square, the Strand (cheap art books, yo), and falling on my butt on the ice in Bryant Park. Also, the Creperie? Greatest. Thing. Ever. Laur and I split one there and loved it so much we brought another home to pig out on tomorrow. You're not so bad, NYC, you know that?
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So I got up to make myself some tea this morning and hack up half a lung and opened my fridge to see your crepe sitting there. In full view. In full eating view. Taunting me. Calling me. But did I have a bite? Nooooooooooooo.
That, Kelly Anne, is how much I love you.
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