

I was actually at an Anthropologie or two yesterday. (Its sad, I know- there should be an AA, Anthropologie Anonymous. "Hi, I'm Becca B and I like to spend way too much money that I don't really have on clothes from Anthro...." Crowd of other like-minded females, and a few husbands answer "Hi Becca." I'm just sayin'.)

It seemed odd to me, the stores in transition- bare walls, only the window displays completed, heavy sweaters mixed in with light flowy flowery dresses...and then it made me think how like winter to spring it really is- a transition. (This very profound thought about window dressing would be better off & more applicable in March or April, but oh well....)


This looks like a giant sun made of flowers (sun flower ha ha ha) - or a tumble-weed. Either way, I dig it.

Flowers & bicycle wheels-time keeps on turning? The cycle of life? Hmmmm.
Upon closer inspection, the flowers are made up of spray-painted and cut apart plastic water bottles & milk cartons. I wonder if you can still recycle these when the displays are done?
Upon closer inspection, the flowers are made up of spray-painted and cut apart plastic water bottles & milk cartons. I wonder if you can still recycle these when the displays are done?

As always, I borrowed these pictures from Facebook. Included with their unveiling of the windows was a poem by (my favorite) ee cummings- I don't want to re-write the whole of it here, but I really liked the idea behind it- that "spring is like a hand arranging a window...mixing the new and the old...without breaking anything...." It made me feel glad I'm not the only one who reads too much into pretty window displays. :)
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