Venus made me do it
What do you do when your little brother is given a stash of art supplies salvaged from an old house?
Why, bring out your alter-ego pickpocket, of course! I mean, he didn’t really need two sets of vintage pencils with a partially nude Venus on them, did he? I certainly hope not, because being protective of a younger generation’s innocence sounds a lot more noble than the truth.
Which involves me looking over his shoulder and going “Ooh! Having that,” and snatching two sets out from under his nose. Honestly, how could I resist? Blue vintage pencil boxes with the Venus de Milo on the front? It doesn’t get much better than that.
I still haven’t figured out what I’m going to do with my two new stolen treasures, but I know they have to go somewhere good. Because when the goddess of love prompts you to steal from Little Bit two days before Christmas, you’re going to need all the conscience-soothing satisfaction decorating can bring.