When I first entered the Undergroup Showroom in Surry Hills, what entranced me initially was not the spectacular wall of shoes nor the racks and racks of immaculately designed clothes. No, it was how beautiful the space was and how much I wished I could live there. I think it's safe for me to say that I drool on a more regular basis while flicking through the pages of Better Homes and Gardens and the IKEA catalogue, than Vogue or Harper's. It's the warmth of a space and the way that a room can look so bloody fantastic; the colour scheme, the placement of furniture and the vibrant ambiance. I guess I'm growing up. I've gone to IKEA for fun on the odd occasion and even suggested to my friends that we trek to HomeWorld to look at the model houses.
Even when shopping today - surely you would think that frolicking through the Louis Vuitton Maison Store would make me bend over backwards with happiness (don't worry, I don't even know what that means). Nope. It was a delightful trip to T2 where I was able to unleash my inner granny; it was the best. Sleeping just happens to be one of my favourite past-times and I can't believe I had never bought anything from Peter Alexander until today (and it wasn't even because I decided it was time to sleep in super sexy flannel pyjamas; it was because I had woken up with holes in my other set yesterday - strange).
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