due to the somewhat volcanic nature of my clothing lately, i've seriously been thinking about incorporating some type of crazy wall contraption (or just a free-standing rolling rack) to get some of the lovely fashion under control. when i saw this photo on apartment therapy this morning, my heart stopped. remember what i said a few weeks ago about conceiving of something in one's own life and then encountering it on the internet? maybe that was on my other blog. whatever, this idea is still amazing, not to mention functional, and i think it's beautifully executed here. because who wouldn't want to dream underneath all their favorite frillery?sigh. give me a sugar daddy* or give me death**.
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* i'm assuming the procuring of a sugar daddy would eventually mean a bigger closet (it had better, b/c sugar daddy probably also means more clothes).
** i'm not sure patrick henry would approve of me blaspheming his famous quotation like this, but frankly i don't care.
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