Sometimes I really want things. Other times I want to get rid of everything. Ever since returning from
Morocco pouf-less last year, things have been weird. Poufs are everywhere. They cost hundreds of dollars. In Marrakech they cost thirty dollars. Thirty-five at the airport and believe me I thought about it. Jim kept saying just get one. I kept saying no, this way we can come back.
I want to sit around on them. I want to put my feet up. I want these poufs from
Zid Zid. I want to go back to Morocco.
i remember that photo shoot in Cookie! that's when i started wanting a poof, too. west elm had some in silver & gold a few years ago, but they were pretty expensive, too.
ReplyDelete35 DOLLARS?!?! are you mad, woman???? :D next time, i'll give you some cash & you can bring me back one, or vice versa. okay?
i must admit...i suffer from pouf envy too!! don't worry darling, there will always be a next time!!
ReplyDeleteI am real life chums with Moulay and Julie of Zidzid! (GoGo!)
ReplyDeleteYes, yes, to wanting to go back to Marrakesh
we meant to go this winter but failed to find
a dog sitter
we are overdue to meet and chat
much love
Ugh. To be poofless. I know the feeling.
ReplyDeleteIf I had a thousand dollars sitting around just waiting to be spent on poufs, I'd opt for this SHAG TUFFET:
http://www.pedlars.co.uk/page_2909.html
just saw this guide to making your own poof on d*s and thought of you!
ReplyDeletehttp://www.designspongeonline.com/2010/05/sewing-101-making-a-pouf.html