great scot

I laughed out loud when this dapper fellow greeted me today.

Anthropologie never fails to amaze me with its amazing-ness. Even when I don't want to like it anymore, it throws something like this at me ... and who could refuse a "well-dressed golden mollusk"? Who is going to buy me one?

Ever pushing the envelope but consistently kitschy, old reliable got me again. Will anyone ever be able to do Anthropologie better than Anthropologie--and with such a sense of humor? If and when so, sign me up.