(serious addiction) Mom and I go shopping and somehow end up wandering into this fabulous store every time. I walk in, smell the candle, take a peek around and somehow always end up with a pile of clothing that I am scurrying off with to the dressing room. My sweet Swenson friends gave me the candle for my birthday. Now I have a piece of Anthro heaven in my little downtown apartment.
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