After the fire, the irony of needing a new water bottle isn't lost on me. My Hydroflasks—those indestructible symbols of preparedness—are now ash, and I find myself searching for one so perfect it would justify grabbing it on my way out of another burning house. The thought is absurd, but maybe a bottle by Georg Jensen that gleams like redemption can quench more than thirst. (P.S. If your house didn't burn down, this would make for a good Valentine's Day gift.) Of course, I’m also eyeing other distractions to gloss over the charred edges of my reality: a $170 Target bench (lots of Target shopping right now), a denim trimmed Sandro cardigan, the studded suede Jeffrey Campbell flats, the leopard print And Other Stories jacket and fringed dress, and the Anthropologie scarf-handle bag (take me away!). It’s retail therapy laced with hope, small totems of a future where things will feel whole again.