We are quite in sync, it seems.
First, I dined at Neiman Marcus right before my water broke with my daughter.
Then, today, Mommom and I took a trip to Neiman’s.
She needed new throw pillows for her back-room redo, as she had just given me hers.
And so I convinced her to buy this one, in it’s fine feathered glory.
It will go on a black couch with a thin white stripe detail, and she just had the room carpeted in leopard print. More on this room to come.
And then, I noticed that their new, main, most prominent display looks like this:
which looks awful looks a lot like this:
I guess we are just meant to be.