When I was seven, I remember being totally smitten with stationery of all descriptions and the idea of sitting down at a desk to do "work". I had a vast collection of glitter pens, stickers, rainbow pencils, fluorescent paper clips, erasers shaped as fruit, post-it-notes in all shades of pink and purple and reams and reams of paper. So when I saw the above image, my seven-year-old self nearly fainted with longing. I can just imagine sitting up there, earnestly filing and shuffling and sorting my stationery - such a gorgeous, simple space for a little girl to pretend to be big x
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