Yesterday I went to the Davis Flea for the last time this season. It’s full of beautiful old things.
And it’s presided over by a deer.
If I had to furnish an apartment from scratch, this is where I’d start.
“For Sale: Baby Shoes. Never Worn.” – Ernest Hemingway
I like how you can see my reflection in the teapot:
I tried on one of the rose rings, which matched my pink ombre nails perfectly: