today i went to restoration hardware to find pictures frames to hold drink menus at an event we have on monday. i walked out after deliberating over 3 frames, their sizes, their colors for one hour without buying a thing. they loved me for that.
i, on the other hand enjoyed every minute of it and totally forgot how incredible that store is. i remember having to go there with my mom and her best friend when i was younger as they tried to find the perfect little something for the house we were building.



strange how the things that were pure torture to you as a child end up being quite a pleasure in the end!
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