an open letter to anthro

Dear Anthropologie,

Really? Really?

Usually, you never fail to delight me in the whimsy and beauty of your products. Seriously. When I get one of your catalogs, I go straight to the couch where I read it twice. Once all the way through and again, pausing to picture myself in my favorite outfits. To imagine my life if I wore pretty girly dresses all the time and spent my days in old abandoned houses or huge, green fields.

Shots like this make me happy:




There's a theme, right? Lovely clothes that are adorable and flattering.

So, I'm sure you can imagine my surprise when I got an email from you suggesting that I buy these pants:


Oh, Anthropologie, it's like you never really knew me at all.


Please fix it!

xo, fanny