What can I say? I’m a tree hugger.
Not in the green-earthy-cruncy all-I-buy-is-organic-and-hemp-and-I-have-a-compost-in-my-kitchen.
More in the, I hug trees way.
Also, I love books, and books are often made, of trees.
In case you didn’t know.
This tree however, I want to buy and plant in my room.
It’s not just a tree! It’s a bookcase! A big beautiful green tree bookcase! For books! And look there! A bird!
It’s meant for a nursery.
So, I’m not only a tree hugger.
I’m a child. A toddler perhaps.
Well I don’t know what kind of toddler can afford an $850 tree bookcase, but I wish I was that baby.
I’m 20-something and I would put that up in my room. Right. Now. Without apologies.