Life is so unfair.

Anthropologie is the kind of store that makes me ask myself, "Why oh WHY can't I win the lottery?" Because everything in there is so dang cute. But, alas, it is a tad on the expensive side. But, really, just go in there and admire all the dainty, lady-like dresses and sweaters with sweet little appliques. Try to keep your squealing to a minimum (it's something I have a hard time with). Or, if you can't make it to the store, go to my oldest sister's house and look in her closet. Every time I see her, she's wearing something totally adorable, and when asked where she got it, her answer is invariably, "Anthro!" 

I am in love with their housewares and other knick-knacks mostly. I was getting heart palpitations when I was in here the other day. Take a look!

Peacock-themed Notebooks!

Birdy Plates!

Generally Covetable Kitchen Accoutrements!

Someday it will all be mine. Oh yes, it WILL be mine!

priceless!

Would you pay $300,000 for this little number? 

I know I would! If I had that kind of cash lying around, that is. Alas, some Elvis fan beat me to the punch. Apparently this was his favorite jumpsuit. Can you blame him? Just listen to this description (quoted from this article): 

"The white outfit with a plunging V-neck and high collar features a blue-and-gold peacock design hand-embroidered on the front and back and along the pant legs. It is cinched at the waist by a wide belt decorated in gold medallions in a design resembling the eye of a peacock feather."

Those have got to be the 2 greatest sentences ever constructed in the English language. I mean, it's no wonder he became The King. The man had style. I gotta get me some of that action.