After a sniffly Saturday filled with much slipper-shuffling and pathetic nose-wiping, I decided the only way I could face Sunday was by treating myself to a subscription to Slightly Foxed Quarterly. Yes mom, I know my birthday is approaching (blah blah blah) but sometimes a girl needs to treat herself to a little bookish brain-food.
I can feel that I’m smarter already.
Shelf Elf: read, write, rave. 