Cups. They know what you’re drinking.
I like these. If I could, I’d buy 10 for my apartment.
Why 10? My friends and family can attest to the fact I’m pretty anal about having matching…well, anything. There’s nothing I hate more than having the slightly-different glasses mixed up with my, what I could call, primary set of glasses. Nor plates, bowls, wine glasses or anything else. I figure if I’ve invested in a nice apartment, everything should have its place. Remember this if you want to buy me anything for my birthday.
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