If my life was an Anthropologie catalogue

Perhaps you thought of me this week as your Anthropologie catalogue arrived in your mailbox. Does it get any better than beautiful photos of sequined skirts against a Parisian backdrop? Well maybe getting an actual plane ticket to Paris would be better, and would cost only a little more than those fall dresses and coats that I have fallen in love with.

While my bank account may only allow me to splurge on one item (from the sale rack) this season, the Anthro catalogue has put me in the fall shopping mindset. On my radar: a new peacoat, preferably orange or cream with a fur collar, jewel tones, brocade skirts, bedazzled everything (in a classy way, obviously), and winter dresses.

Think Gatsby set in Paris. Of course, I couldn't wear all of this laying on my couch watching TV or scrolling through BuzzFeed. No, this wardrobe deserves the best backdrop possible. Perhaps I would do Europe take two, sans hiking backpack because I'm almost positive that all of Antho's clothes are dry clean only and if not, should never be washed in a bathroom sink.

Yes, I think to splurge on their fall collection, it would be a shame not to splurge on a Parisian getaway as well. It's only fair.

Alas, I will continue wearing my Nike shorts well into October because the thermometer has no intention of going down any time soon and I will admire the beautiful clothes from the store windows like usual. Perhaps I will buy another Antho coffee mug to ease the longing.