I don’t know how many of you are active on book twitter but earlier this week a company called ChexMix, posted this distressing picture:
And everyone freaked the fuck out, like we haven’t been joking that we use literally anything but bookmarks all the time.
I found it extremely funny and retweeted it but the public outcry (obviously nothing serious but still) made me think of all the stupid shit I’ve put between pages just so I could keep reading later.
And thus, this post was born: shit I’ve used instead of the cute artistic bookmarks I actually own ft. The Gilded Wolves Continue reading “Weirdest things I’ve used as bookmarks”