yo, i heard she went basket crazy...

so, i'm on this kick right now, and i am basket. ob. SESSED. gosh, i love a good kick, and i've really been in need of a good one!
anyway, you'd probably think i'd never seen a basket before in my life until just lately... but i have. i promise. it's just that somehow i'm seeing some baskets in a new light, and, oooh, i just have to have them! i don't really know what triggered it, really, but one day recently i was just like "BASKETS!!!" you know?! it's like suddenly i'm seeing beautifully woven baskets left and right, and i need to be in. on. that.
i think, actually, it started with those... floppy... market tote things? those are nifty. so, for a while, i was like "oooh, those!" but then they felt a little impractical for my purchasing needs, and the whole idea evolved into baskets... and soon pretty much all of my internet searching world began to revolve around the idea of a basket with the chunky weave of the beachcomber, but the rich tone of the havana! ahhh, a dream basket that would be!
although my fantasy basket is yet to be found, some regular trips to the michael's basket aisle have proven to be quiiiiite satisfying. baskets... check! on sale... check! glooory gloria! i am particularly in love with the braided weave, and when i see it all i can think is, "more baskets! more baskets!"

and see also: spraypaint. because oh, baby, do i love a good bottle of that stuff. (the little white baskets were originally natural colored!)

now, tell me if you know, is there an underground basket market somewhere? like black market baskets? that would be amaze. i need a basket secret weapon here, because the beachcomber is still calling my name but notttt my wallet. so! basket ESS OH ESS, please!