Remember how Pinocchio turned into a donkey? Well, I’m not quite donkey material yet, but I am verging on it. You knew that already, right. And while I was seeking other donkey friends, I found the cutest little place, brim full of hee-haw greatness. I’m rendered powerless by the Atomic pull of Wooden Donkey’s vintage store, I tell you. It is, in fact, my idea of heaven. In it’s lovely stable you will find Scandinavian ceramics and toadstools and cute egg cups and mending kits and box Brownie cameras and other things that make my eyes watery with nostalgic wanty-ness. You must go there and take a peek. You can also read their blog if you would like to! I think you would! Or even look at their lovely Flickr. Have fun!
xx Pip