twelve hundred dollars. which threw my rolly chair from my drafting table all the way back to the bookshelf. which is something...really something...since i am very gentle 'round this desk of mine. my dad transformed it from old and throwaway-able to pure caramelized wood magic.
but then i saw the inside.
and then i understood. i got it. completely. this is not just a book. it is art.
but then i saw this.
oh, man. this takes wish to a whole new level.
the anthropologie sight, it goes without saying, is an utter marvel. as is ruth ashton, for sure.
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wow now THAT is a book!
For a moment I thought to myself, there better be some real monsters inside that book if it costs so much. But oh my. I understand now. What a beautiful book to have an adventure with. If only I could spare such money.
Woah! I didn't realize it was so large until that last image. Can you imagine how fantastic it would be to receive that as a child? It's like Fantasia in book form or something!
But where would you store it?
gaaaaaaaaaasp! sigh, swoon, perish.
ps - i.anton's first name is irene. still could be a dude, i guess! i have a guy friend named jody, LOL
i think my poor daughter would hate me if i bought this. because, more than likely, she wouldn't be allowed to touch it and i would ignore her requests to read stories together because i would be all entangled, limb after limb, in my own story.
thats a lot for a big big book!
:) ill stick with where the wild things are, hehe.
cute post! xo
Oh my. That is indeed a BOOK.
I would need to see it first.
And also convince my husband to loan me the money. :)
a book the size of a person? that might be one of my childhood dreams come true.
I can't help thinking this is more for adults than kids.
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