When I saw the paleo bowl I knew it was all I ever needed to feel instantly better about everything in my life.
Appearing as a gentle pool of white calm, this bowl begs to be touched and held. It has the sort of visual, smooth-soothing, texturally-chillaxing superpower to make the recession, unpleasant conversations, baleful looks, haters and Chicago parking meter increases dissolve into something akin to a silly misunderstanding between second cousins with the same middle name who are now planning a vacation together.
Really.