Books, beware. I like to color in the pages with notes and fold the edges of a good tome—like someone who’s seen things—and can’t remember them. Hence, the graffiti and street-cred origami. Actually, I’d really like to have nice things. Like books without creases or marks. It’s hard because my penchant for destruction is so… Continue reading Hold My Book: Mushroom Bookmarks Save the Day (and My Place)