October 30, 2011
Cata-lovue
I love this season, catalogue season. The sparkley covers, the extra-thick editions. The reds and golds and silvers, the suede and tweed and cableknits. The fact that at least three arrive in my mailbox every damn day. GOD, HOW I LOVE IT!
Husband loves it, too, although he will not admit it. But I know. And how do I know? Because we can be at the same table, eating a meal, and both of us are flipping through a catalogue. Not talking. Not conversing with our loved our about their day. Flipping through catalogues.
Judge if you must. I don't care. In fact, I pity anyone who hasn't had the luxury of thumbing idly through an October, November or December Pottery Barn catalogue. So I would like to share with you just a smattering of images from the catalogues I have received thus far.
At any moment, on any given day of the year, I wish I were... h e r e.
There are pumpkins! There are candles! There are pumpkin candles!
There isn't a single thing in this photo that I don't covet with every fiber of my being. And I especially love the vintage pick-up truck and the owl lanterns. When I first opened this catalogue three weeks ago, I was moved to tears. I couldn't bear to throw it in the recycling bin until yesterday. And that's only because I've received five more various Pottery Barn catalogues since there.
And here I thought the Tupperware catalogue was going to be boring.
She just finished making a radish rose, and now she's going to cut a bitch.
The poor guy in the background is all like, "Sure, that's pretty, but I was really hoping for nachos."
What I covet in this photo is probably not for sale.
Her hair! Holy Mary of the Sacred Salon, look at her hair! It's perfection!
I don't know why she's standing so awkwardly. Probably to get her hair to cascade over her shoulder like that. *le sigh*
And you knew there had to be some Barbie all up in here, right?
Normally, I don't go for the play-line (read:cheap) dolls, but this one is quite adorable. Her tailored suit, her kicky fedora. And those shoes! Hey, Mattel -- I've basically kept you in business single-handedly all these years -- think you could whip me up a pair of those platform oxfords in a size 8-1/2 wide?
The Anthropologie catalogue, as you might imagine, is quite another matter and will have to be handled entirely seperately, as I was beside myself with eye-rolling at the improbability.
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P.S. Happy birthday to me! I am forty-two today. You may select a gift from the sidebar to your right and email me requesting my address. I don't mind if it arrives a little late -- I'm quite undemanding, you know!
Comments
I totally thought that radish broad was gonna cut a bitch!
also, I have those barbie shoes. they look like volkswagons when you buy them in my size.
also:
Happy Birthday!!!!
Posted by: heather at October 31, 2011 01:03 PM