Table Decor for the Non-Spillers

As most people who dine with me are aware, I am a chronic spiller. To the point where it has ceased to faze me. Meal after meal I generally do something like dumping a brimming glass of ice water in my lap (not once, but twice in one meal), or a chunk of salmon down my shirt. Par for the course, you know. It does make me sad, however, because I've just seen these two new round tablecloths at Anthropologie which would grace my table beautifully. Oh, the price one pays for klutziness.

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