I attended a librarian bachelorette party this past Saturday which was exceedingly fun. As we walked from one point of entertainment to another in the heart of Soho (or was it Chelsea?) we passed an Anthropologie. Anthropologie normally does not interest me, but note this bizarre display that was in the window:
If I am not too much mistaken, was there not a post last week on Crooked House about this book-spines-inward design trend? And look how they have placed the books on the shelves in that first photo. I do like the swooping book effect, but altogether its an odd little display.
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It’s a metaphor! The book-spines-inward conundrum is a metaphor for the mystery of very poorly-made dresses selling for $300!
Or…
It’s hard to tell but in that 2nd photo, all those books were laying open, face-down with the broken-est spines I’ve ever seen. (I believe that’s me in the edge of picture, no?)
Yep. That is you, though it’s mighty hard to tell at that angle. I should have gotten a close up of those poor little books.