You’re getting this week’s Like A Picture early because I said so. You’ll take it and you’ll like it. I found this one sitting on my computer, all jazzed and ready to go. Who knows when I made it, it’s a mystery. I must have been on a hot streak and figured I was doing myself a favor in prepping early. Instead, all it accomplished was me promptly forgetting about it until last night. Oops. At least I know now that my powers of internet-scouring work in reverse, too; I got to track down the blanket and candle sources from memory. Thankfully, I have a mind like a steel trap and my dedication to this series is strong. And weird.
Does it even need to be said that I found that picture from here? I love the slate color and the texture of the blanket, it picks up the folds of the statue perfectly. That candle is a scent from Capri Blue I’ve never smelled before (I’m a Volcano girl, myself) but I love the glass jar. My friend Anna asked me the other day, “Why is it always a blanket and a candle?” Fair question, but the short answer is that I’m a hoarder of both, and my addiction to throw blankets is sustained because Fitz keeps eating through all of them.