Keith could appreciate a well-constructed coat but did not understand his daughter’s desire to mar a fine tweed with metallic threads. He paced purposefully in a square, admiring the new polar bear but missing the chaise longue. Zachary flipped through the cookbook slowly, moving from soufflé to meringue. Did he detect a crisp hint of lemon emanating from the page? No, no - it must have been the lotion. Diego would admit it readily, had he been asked: he is not a man who knows much about bees. He did not suspect that Carla was particularly fond of them either, but he thought the charm on this necklace would appeal to her, and that was enough for him. Men of Anthropologie menofanthropologie.tumblr.com Is your own Anthropologie store overrun with men who aren't quite sure whether or not to touch the lace potholders? Submit here.