Feathering the Nest . . . If There Were a Nest

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Mrs. Caterpillar, New York/CA Age and Occupation in 06: 28, Corporate Attorney to be Fiance's Age and Occupation: 29, Musician Engagement Date: March 9, 2006 Wedding Date: September, 2006 Venue: Rooster Point About Me: I don't like Jeff Koons, mushy corn, or the unnecessary diacritical marks the New Yorker adds to words like cooperative. Also, I'm an obsessive compulsive when it comes to crafts. And not just the ordinary kind of obsessive compulsive who needs to have everything even and aligned. No. I've gilded the heads of pins to make sure they looked properly antique. Gilded them. Then coated them in german glass glitter. I am that crazy.

Feathering the Nest . . . If There Were a Nest

May 30th, 2006 @ 9:28 am by Mrs. Caterpillar
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Mr. Caterpillar and I need an apartment. Desperately.

Just this weekend, we finally cleaned out the apartment I’ve kept in Philadelphia for the past three years. I never actually spent more than a few days there a month, but it was a convenient place to store all the treasures I managed to collect over the past 29 years. For example, the fine baker’s rack I found lying in the street a few years ago — first of all, that’s not rust; it’s PATINA; and second, if I actually had bought it in a store, it would have cost, like, $5 or something. And what about my giant birdcage? Sure, I bought it at the Target in Conshohocken for $12, but it’s not like I’ll ever find another one just like it. And my easel; I NEED my easel. And the twenty lace tablecloths I bought on eBay, I need those too . . . .

Did I mention that Mr. Caterpillar and I share a 200 square foot studio in Harlem?

We so need a new apartment.