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Now I’m a bit sad I didn’t buy the stuffed weasel after all

I’m titling this photo “who *doesn’t* need a stuffed weasel?” Or a candle sconce with reflective mirror, in case you’d like to pretend you are Versailles, or perhaps at Almac’s inveigling to put yourself in Fitzwilliam Darcy’s path… Or a wire hat-making rack? Or a guitar? Or a gracious gilt mirror back there on the table?… Continue reading Now I’m a bit sad I didn’t buy the stuffed weasel after all