so this past Earth day Anthropolgie hosted a wonderful potting class for children.
mister painted and had a ball of a time.
only he ran towards a WHITE bed with paint on his hands. i felt my heart shrink to a raisin and my stomach in my throat…
the manager was standing right there… and Burst into laughter.
He has that affect on people:]
and luckily the paint was dry on his sweet little hands.