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Thursday, May 27, 2010
I Dream of Jeannie’s Bottle
The other day my sister and I were discussing our fantasy houses. Where we would live anywhere, anytime, or any dimension if we could. From my childhood, it has always been the same. Inside Jeannie’s bottle from the TV show, “I dream of Jeannie”. It was just so pretty, and sparkly, and filled with magic and puffy ottomans. So girlie and Turkish filtered through that 1960’s design ascetic that I love. Not to mention it’s compact and mobile.
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Dioramas,
Futuristic Stuff
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