Friday, October 8, 2010
David Yurman, how do I love thee? At least this one way. Oh, I misspoke. At least these TWO ways . . .
My birthday arrives this month and while I am quite certain that neither of these pieces will find their way to my house, one can always dream. I have many things that I dream of.
Harley would enjoy riding in this Cayenne, wouldn't he? Me too. And how about an entire lot of this - just because.
Blue Moon Fiber Arts - Spirit collection. Any and all and at LEAST 20 skeins each. (gluttony resides here) I could sit in my new house and knit while listening to the sounds of the ocean. Block Island.
Harley would need a few new playmates to run over the dunes with. There are wonderful places on Block Island where cars cannot go and dogs reign.
How about this gorgeous Leonberger - they love the water as much as my Golden dog does. And a friend to guard the picnic basket back on the beach -
I fell in love with the Corgi back in college when one of my equestrian suite-mates brought hers along to keep her horse company at the stable. Seriously. You can't make this stuff up. I attended an all-female junior college which catered to the horsey set. I think that I may have been the only art major there on full scholarship. One of my suite-mates had a weekly allowance which equalled my tuition. (maybe I'm exaggerating a little bit here!) Sometimes she would take a group of us into the city and we would ultimately end up in Chinatown - dining on food that I could never pronounce and really had never experienced before. Bennett Junior College. Those were the days. I digress ...
You already know that I love cowboy boots - these are gorgeous -
I can definitely see myself clumping around Sheep & Wool in them. I would show you all of the fabrics that I presently covet, and books, and plants, etc, but I'll bet you have lists of your own - and I'd love it if you would share them! (now leave off world peace and the like - this is pure fluff.)