Dear Anthropologie,
You have left me with no choice. I am going to have to divorce you, on the grounds of irreconcilable differences, if you continue down the road you are currently on. For now, we can try a trial separation-- believe me, I do not believe in divorce, and I want to make this work, but if you continue to try and sell me these:
well, who could blame me for leaving you?
Divorce
Posted by Whitney C. at Thursday, April 16, 2009
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2 comments:
DITTO.
What? You don't think Anthro could take you to "a whole new wooooorld?"
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