So beautiful I want one

I’m not the world’s greatest consumer. If the fashion industry relied on people like me for a living we’d all still be wandering around in mammoth skin boots and draped in the pelts of assorted dead protein. However, every now and again I see a piece of design or art and I know that I just unequivocably want it. I don’t need to intellectualise my feelings; it’s a simple visceral hunger to want to own the object of my desires (in a nod to Adrian Forty). Here is one such vision of wonder. Somehow, flat forms just don’t seem to cut the mustard any more.
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