I made a trip to Anthropologie with my camera to give you an idea of what I’ve been raving about. Every time I step into this place I feel like
The next hour was spent taking mental notes on what was pretty and wasn’t. I couldn’t afford anything in the store this time and secretly wished I could make my own dresses. The cloth selection in this country, although expensive, can get really tempting. And if I pick a design from any one of the 1000 dresses in here, I could be a little Anthropologie princess myself. Too bad I just don’t have the patience.
My last resort? Bargain-shopping. Just cause you can’t buy stuff from Anthropologie, doesn’t mean you can’t find Anthropologie-like stuff elsewhere right? Guess where the dress I’m wearing is from? Picture above.
Princess & the pea bed. I want!
The bf resting. Cushions on his lap