To have lanterns hanging in my room or on my patio has been a dream since I was five, looking through my mother's latest edition of Better Homes and Gardens. This year, I am an adult (you know, more in the figurative sense), and I have my own money, and my own copies of Better Homes and Gardens.
I've hung my lanterns. Yes, I, Lily from the home of dreaming-planning-starting-buying-forgetting-not completing-regretting, has hung my lanterns less than a week and a half after buying them at World Market. The process of efficiency was quite soothing. A trip to the hardware store is always exciting, -unless I'm with my father when a lot of standing, leaning, waiting, sighing surely ensues. I've hung them using a too-small drill, two dolly clamps (or whatever) and two fashionable brass hooks, and suspended them at differing lengths with decorative faux-brass chain. An excellent addition, I think. My mouth curves into a proud, almost parent-like smile whenever I enter my room.

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