I love these little Christmas Trees ($8 from Home Depot) so much that I left them out when I put the Christmas Decor away. Seriously, they just make me so happy.
I think it’s pretty true that the world tells you that you “should be happy with nothing” and “no one needs stuff” and “just be you” or whatever nonsensical motivational thing is the flavor of right now, but sometimes I think those people must have terrible stuff. Just the other night I was sitting in my bedroom with my sheets that I love and my duvet cover that I love and my overpriced good smelling Anthropologie candle that I love, all cuddled up with my electric blanket that I love, and it was just such a happy contented feeling, this oasis of things that I love, this beautiful quiet lovely room that I adore. It’s just such a nice feeling. Stuff can be good, you know? Really really good.
I won a $50 credit to Minted from Mama Bub and I didn’t really want stationery, so I rooted around until I stumbled on these gorgeous cake stands. You may not know this about me, but if you sorted all the people in the world into two columns, I am in the “Strongly Pro Re: Cake Stands” column. I did not have white ones and I have wanted some for so long and now I have two and they are gorgeous and I have already used them three times. See? Gorgeous.
I bought myself this Anthropologie Rolling Pin while I was Christmas shopping with Miss Amy, and I just love it. It makes me happy every time I see it.
For some reason I have broken all my casserole type dishes and I am having a hell of a time replacing them, but I bought this one from Sur La Table and look how pretty cinnamon rolls go in it! I love it when I debate buying something, and then after I buy it I use it all the time. Best ever.
I have, um, a lot of shoes. Please observe.
Although nowhere near as many as my mother, who had to rent a STORAGE UNIT FOR HER SHOES. So you know, I come by it honestly.
Anyway, I used to have them stacked on three shelves above my clothes in the closet which meant I could barely reach the second row and had no hope of reaching the third row. I tried to buy a shoe rack but it wouldn’t fit in the space, so my husband built me some custom shelves. On his birthday. Yes, his. His birthday. Best human ever.
Every time I see these shelves, I feel pure elation. My shoes! Where I can get them! Looking so cute! Best ever.
The lady at Sephora gave me a sample of this face lotion and I am SOLD. I used for a week ish and right away I felt like my skin was so soft and glowy and I just wanted to pet my face all the time. I haven’t been this thrilled with a face product in a looooong time, except it costs FIFTY FIVE DOLLARS. I do not…want to pay $55 for a tiny pot of face lotion, so now I’m wondering if there’s something else I can use that costs, like say, twelve dollars.
I don’t have a picture for the face lotion but just picture a used up Sephora sample pot, followed by dollar bills flying out my living room window.
I have a day planner, but somehow I lose track of appointments all the time. I wanted a calendar that I could hang right by the front door that ALL APPOINTMENTS I MEAN EVERYTHING would be written on so no one ever had to be surprised that I was running out the door to brunch. This one was just what I was looking for.
Clean, neat, graphic, modern, with room to write things in. Perfect. I love it, it makes me happy every time I see it. (The shop owner is taking a break, but you could always try emailing.)
Let us not speak of how the red pencil is right there and my husband wrote his appointments on my new pretty calendar in blue ballpoint pen. He has been properly reprimanded.
And ok, yes, there are some things that are not possessions that make me happy. Those things are…tv shows. I am loving the pants off of both Homeland and Girls. Season One of both shoes is out on DVD, and I watched them in lightning speed and then signed up for HBO and Showtime because seriously I haven’t liked very many tv shows (besides Downton) in YEARS. Really. I mostly hate all TV, and I love both of these shows. Nothing makes me happier than sitting around next to Mr. E and watching a few crazy pants episodes of Homeland, and how much do I love Lena Dunham? So much I can’t even hate her for living my dream career. Except not the acting part. I mean, I’m not kidding. I want to watch Girls, I want to email you about Girls, I want to hold viewing parties and follow all the actresses on Twitter and I am SOLD.
Now here’s the part where professional ish type bloggers would ask “What are you loving right now?” in bold, but that’s just not really my jam. So instead I will just tell you that if you ever want to tell me about your favorite stuff, I would totally love to hear about it, in a non comment shilling way, but just in a “ain’t stuff grand sometimes?” kind of way. I love stuff. I really do.