the 60s-worshipping feminist clotheshorse and the midcentury modern fetishist watch Mad Men
Jacob’s wet dream: this in our dining room
Her: Look at those boobs!!! They truly bring new meaning to the phrase “defy gravity.”
Him: Look at that credenza. I think it’s a Heywood Wakefield.
My wet dream: this hair, on my head.
Her: Wait—is she—I think she is. She is wearing high-heeled bedroom slippers.
Him: Holy shit I love Futura. And all the fonts on the show.
Her: Holy shit I love her hair.
Him: Wow, that’s a beautiful door.
Her: I think that corset is allowing her to pull off the heretofore physically impossible task of making her waist smaller than her neck.
Him: Can you imagine working in that office? The chairs, the desks, the—-is that a Rothko on the wall behind them??
Her: Can you imagine wearing that many undergarments?
Her: What I wouldn’t give for that coat.
Him: What I wouldn’t give for that lamp. And that chair.
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