
4 DAYS.
Headed home to NY to take moms to see Mr. Michael Buble at the Garden!
OMG I don’t know how but for a few days at a time (read: the days that I’m not on tumblr) I forget that I’m going to see this man live in July for the first time ever and when I do finally remember I get so flaily on the inside I can’t even… OMG TIME MACHINE PLEASE.

Interior by Swedish photographer Jakob Solgren.
And a thing for kitchens.

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Awesome sauce.
I have a thing for shelves.

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I want this. So, true story… when I am angry or really stressed I organize. Back when I was younger I had a couple hundred magazines (Seventeen, Teen People, CosmoGirl, yadayada) and they were all organized by Brand » Year » Month. Whenever I was stressed I would knock them all off of the shelf they were on and mess them all up and sit there and reorganize them all. As I became older (and my dvd/book collection grew) I would do this same thing with those items. It sucks now because everything is still in storage in Vegas. But yeah. That is how I de-stress. Issues, I have them. Anyway, seeing this that is all I could think about would be how awesome it would be mess up all the colors and re-organize them. /weirdo.
I love him and I love this. HE WILL BE ON ELLEN TOMORROW singing to a ~lucky fan~ and I need to tune in so I can be green with envy and quite possibly print out a picture of myself and paste it on the head of whomever he’ll be singing to. Maybe. I am that capable.