Last week I was Hubby-less. The poor man was sent on a river cruise in Southern France as training for work (he sells said river cruises). Rough life.
He had art on the mind and came home with 3 paintings, a ceramic rooster (its cool, I swear), and bought me something pretty.
Now I have to find the perfect places for these:
I told Hubby to buy me something pretty. So he did. As Hubby says, “Très chic”
You like my new French goodies?