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| - This store is intense. And intensely overwhelming. I feel like I am in a jungle of kitsch, vines and garlands of giftware hanging down and reaching up everywhere. I fear, that at any second, I will be taken down by an army of marionettes. Or, that I could take them down, causing some ruckus, tears, and many dollars shelled out for things that I would probably not even buy in an intact state. (But, admittedly, probably a lot of things I would, if I could). I feel (even more so than usual), like a bull in a china shop.
Not to say the store isn't interesting to browse when you've got a bit of time. It's either really good or really bad for someone who has a short attention span, I haven't decided yet. It's definitely really good for people who have nice, big apartments and money to decorate them and then decorate the things they have decorated them with. For instance, there are more table accessories than I ever thought possible or necessary. Wine corks with sexy-lady legs pointing to the sky are fun, sure, but also about 15 dollars (If memory serves correct...if I'm wrong, I apologize). My wine doesn't even cost 15 dollars. Oh, dear...
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