Two Things

First, I'm dying over the new shoes I just got. They're Audrey Brooke Tabbey Pumps, and they're nude, of course, which takes care of ever having to make decisions about things like mashing and clashing, although they do make me sort of think, FIGURE SKATER. Aren't they lovely, though?! I may never take them off.

Second, we're getting a new bed, a last minute decision which is holding up The Master Bedroom, like you're interested in my lame excuses anymore. We decided we need something that has storage, preferably drawers that we can pull out beneath the bed, and an upholstered headboard that's light colored and well tailored. Simple enough, right? But, no, apparently it's not. APPARENTLY it's a completely absurd and unconventional bed request, made worse by the fact that I happen to be the cheapest person on the planet. But look what I did find.

Help. Me. God.



It's probably seventy grand plus a kidney donation. Which is pretty much worth it, don't you think? I mean, I have that spare kidney and all. Just lying around taking up space.

So. IF ANY OF YOU KNOW WHERE THIS BED CAME FROM, PLEASE LET ME KNOW. Or, if you know of any similar beds, I'm all ears. Do tell. Please! Don't let me end up sleeping on the floor. Remember, I've got a kidney to bargain with.