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| - I'm SUCH a Phoebe. Yeah, like, from Friends. Remember that episode when Rachel and Phoebe were living together and Rachel got that Apothecary table from Pottery Barn but couldn't tell Phoebe that it was from Pottery Barn because Phoebe hates mass produced items with no sense of history or originality? But when Phoebs though it was from a garage sale she loved it? Yeah, I'm totally just like that.
I eschew mainstream consumerism and the like. BUT, Pottery Barn is a little slice of heaven. I could just hang out in there forever sitting on furniture and holding trinkets and accessories and decorate my dream house. And, the few times I (ok, my mom) bought things from them, they quality has been excellent. Granted, they were small things like margarita sets and placemats and coasters, but man are they enjoyable small things.
They have a registry available, and although I'm not expecting a marriage in my life anytime soon, I think I'm going to go register there just for kicks. Let me know if you want that info. You know, if you're feeling generous.
And maybe I should do something about my Friends obsession.
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