Go over here and lose your mind. I have long admired what Nona does to a log cabin.
(When I say “admired”, I mean “envied with a raging fervor that reflects quite badly on my character.” But then, you knew that.)
I mean, look at this one. It had me weeping.
Now Nona is swatching a crazydivine swatch every day.
How will I get any work done?