Giddy
A brown paper box probably shouldn’t make me this giddy. Seriously. I have issues, I know. But I can’t help it.
I adore this store. And its catalog. And its website. Everything about it makes me happy. The merchandising, the photography, the layouts, the window displays. I mean it, everything! However, that being said, I’ve never actually bought anything from them. Their clothing runs a wee bit small for a girl as curvy as I find myself these days and their housewares make my sweetie pass out.
It’s not for a lack of trying. I think Anthropologie has singlehandedly made my man rue the day he ever purchased a laptop for me. You see, he sits on the couch watching one of his soaps sci-fi teledramas programs and I sit beside him window shopping on the internet. (That would be a funnier pun if I actually used Windows) I’m a bad wife, I don’t wait for commercials.
“Ooh, sweetie,” pointing at my computer screen “Wouldn’t this be great in our living room?” He looks over and promptly loses consciousness. “My eyes, my eyes,” he mumbles as he goes under.
Oh, now, don’t be feeling too sorry for him. First off, the Sci-Fi channel— yeah, they repeat EVERYTHING all the time. If you miss an episode don’t worry, another one will be around shortly. Sorta like the metro bus system, only more reliable. Besides, most of these programs he’s seen before. Numerous times. So much so, without really paying attention, I even know what’s going to happen next! If that were not enough, all these programs are taped and he knows how to use the pause button. And just to add insult to injury, he also has a Sci-Fi queue set up with Netflix. He says it’s completely justifiable to have a Star Trek queue because both he and the boy enjoy it. I say that just means more time I can spend annoying him with my Anthropologie obsession. “Sweetie, sweetie, LOOK!”
He eventually gains consciousness and then gives me a look that says, “You’re really cute, but you’re on my last nerve, and I’m trying to watch a program here.” However, I’m a determined girl and can’t be so easily dissuaded. “Um, look, see this really would be a good idea. We need a new chair and this one would add such punch to our room. You know a little bit of, uh, ‘hipness’.”
Now, my pointing out that our interiors might lack a little “edge” always gets him. He won’t admit it, but he falls into that “solid, but not edgy—stable, but not hip” category. It’s what makes him such a great guy. He’s dependable. His taste in furniture tends to follow suit. He won’t let me paint the refrigerator with chalkboard paint and in my book, that makes him UNHIP. This is completely unfair, which is why it works. Inevitably, he pushes pause long enough to look at the computer screen I’ve shoved his direction. Viewing the price tag he rolls his eyes, and then suggests employment should be in my future.
I could get a job. But that would seriously cut in to my “annoying IZ” time, and we wouldn’t want that! S i g h. So, no fabu chair for me.
However, my guy is dependable. And when I couldn’t stop gushing about the yellow latte bowls from our trip—You know, the ones I loved so much I photographed and then blogged about! Yeah, those bowls—he went and ordered me a set. Six yellow bowls in a brown paper box. Seems like every reason to be giddy.
June 20th, 2007 at 6:45 pm
So they have arrived! You are absolutely beaming ! (not in like “Beam me up, Scotty!” but in a happy kind of beam~) and Sunshin-y yellow to boot, we so need a little of that in all of our Pacific Northwest homes this year. Happy drinking!
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They are yellow! But, sunshine is a good thing, as you point out! ~W
June 20th, 2007 at 7:59 pm
I have never heard of this store! And the hubs and I are equally rapt over sci-fi like STAR TREK. (hee hee)
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Ask College daughter about the store… she’ll give you the scoop! It’s a blast.
~W
June 20th, 2007 at 8:41 pm
Oh what pretty, pretty bowls. Perfect in your dining room!
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At the moment, they’re perfect on my porch! ~W
June 21st, 2007 at 12:18 am
I love that photo of you and your mocha… who was the photographer for that one?
Seriously - I’m glad I could finally get something for you out of Anthropology. At least now they will keep sending you catalogs for a while…
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Oh, I should introduce you to my photographer. He’s FABU! (wink, wink). I love you, I adore these bowls. ~W
June 21st, 2007 at 5:06 am
Damn, you’re pretty. Go ahead, blush.
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Blushing, blushing! ~W
June 21st, 2007 at 6:17 am
oh that is too sweet of your husband!
Those bowls are totally great, no wonder you are giddy
Love the photo of you!
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It was! He’s sweet like that. And thanks! ~W
June 21st, 2007 at 7:36 am
There IZ a latte of giddiness in your lovely countenance today. Life IZ just a chair of bowlies, indeed.
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It IZ!
~W
June 21st, 2007 at 8:43 am
Oh…what a perfect surprise! And they match the new dishes too…and I see you’re putting them to good use already…I wish they matched my dishes…or someone would think to surprise me with something from Anthropologie!
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They do match. Which, makes me ever so happy! ~W
June 21st, 2007 at 8:59 am
He took such a cute photo of you!
The bowls are perfect, I bet they look so cute all stacked up together. Hmm… maybe you need some red ones too?!
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Ooh, red ones!! ~W
June 21st, 2007 at 11:37 am
Ah… HE ordered them for you! So sweet. You only had to drop a few hints…
Cute shot of you, too!
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He’s a good guy, my IZ. I think I’ll keep him!
~W
June 21st, 2007 at 5:59 pm
What an adorable picture of you! And the bowls are totally droolalicious! Hubby and I do the EXACT SAME THING, I kid you not, except I’m usually showing him pictures from one of my cottagey magazines, and I actually like sci-fi (we even made a short sci-fi film together). But other than that, same exact scenario. Well, except for the spontaneously buying stuff from Anthropologie for me. Where do you get *that* koolaid? ~A
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Sci-fi film? Ooh, you’ll have to post that! As for the kool-aid, no such stuff. They either come this way or they don’t.
~W
June 23rd, 2007 at 8:11 pm
I think you should do a coffee table book on…coffee. Lattes to be exact. Your photos are consistently lovely.
I would so paint my fridge with blackboard paint (awesome idea) so I suppose that makes me both edgy and hip. I knew it!
Hey, check out my new blog, um, business. Yes, I’m spamming. I won’t do it again.
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You know, they make a peel-off tile that is chalk-board. I’ve nearly convinced IZ that this could be a solution!
Good luck with the new venture. It’s so much work!! ~W