ergo, and a candle in a tin

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I was wracking my brain trying to remember one of my favorite lines of soy candles that I used to sell at Cafe Mucha. I knew the word "ego" was in there; well, now you have it: ergo. Probably one of my more extravagant store purchases (it was a pretty penny to carry the line), but well worth it. The scents were as heady as the fruit itself. Juicy would definitely be the way to describe the oh-so-edible soy-based candles. Once you've gone luxe, it's quite easy to become a soy snob, so to speak.

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Of course I never grow bored browsing through Anthropologie's fun finds. I'm aching for a yummy catalog of theirs to flip through au moment. And wouldn't you know it? Their August catalog is in jolie Paris.