The Catalog Cult

So when you've been a J. Crew fan since middle school, getting their latest catalog in the mail is like a religious experience. Most catalogs I flip through as soon as I get inside after checking my mailbox, and then it goes in the trash, because really, I can find it all on the company's web site, anyway.
But my J. Crew catalog is special. It goes in my pile of magazines to be lazily enjoyed later, curled up on the couch, as I drink in every page while sipping on a cup of coffee or a glass of wine. Seriously, right now my J. Crew catalog is sitting beside my bed, underneath my copy of Harper's Bazaar, patiently waiting its turn. This kind of thing can't be rushed. I'll look through it once, and then save it to look through again at a later date. Or maybe rip out a few pages to put on my wishlist.
This little gem I stumbled across on their web site has me a little bit giddy.

Simple. Feminine. I love it.