an open letter to anthro
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: