anthro, you're KILLIN' me. it's supposed to snow today. again. and then i go and click on your website like an idiot and i'm inundated with beautiful, spring things i want. i'm going to visit you soon... in person. i'll be the really pale girl brushing ice-chunks off her shoulder, probably crying (through squinted eyes, of course, because i haven't been outside for so long), touching everything on your display tables and eventually compiling a load of clothes too heavy to carry, until an overly nice sales girl inevitably asks, "can i start a room for you?". um, duh. where else am i going to make a clothes pile i can roll around in? until then, anthro, ann (can i call you ann?) i'll leave you with these...
it can be converted to strapless (*sigh)
infinitely more chic than my warm, puffy coat.
mmm, yes please!
i can't decide which pair i want more...
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