Sometimes.
When I'm in Anthropologie.
I get super duper depressed and wish I had millions of dollars to fulfill my happiness of having my home look like the store itself.
Brick walls.
Distressed floors.
Shabby artsy fartsy furniture.
Rustic pipes.
Metal finishes.
Urban vibes.
Awesome books.
Perfect bedding.
One day.
It will happen.
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