Like the great Dr. Reverend Martin Luther King, Jr., I too have a dream. Only in my dream, along with racial harmony & human rights, everything has its own cozy. Everything.
I didn’t actually have much of a summer vacation but I did manage to sneak away for a long weekend camping trip. My camping buddies and I are pretty serious coffee drinkers, so I like to bring my French press with me. My breakable French press. What can I say — I like to live on the edge.
I whipped up this sweet padded cozy out of some leftover corduroy owl print. Very woodsy, no?
Soon everything I own will have it’s own cozy. And I’ll be living the dream.
