There's No Place Like...

Myer. Honestly, if I could permanently reside in a Myer store, I would. A few days ago after the Formal Committee executives and I finished visiting all the proposed venues, I convinced them to go Myer with me. That's when I realised that I've kind of had av lifelone unconscious (well, now its a conscious) obssession with Myer. It seems that whenever I'm with other people and there's a Myer near by, I'd visit it. I can't believe I haven't realised it until now.

Even as a kid. I REMEMBER dragging my cousins and sister into Myer when we were holidaying at the Gold Coast. We were 12 or something, and it was so much fun inventing our hypothetical lives with all the fancy hats and furniture and toys.

Okay this is starting to sound like paid advertisement, but the important thing is- I never actually spend any money while I'm at Myer. In fact, it's a TERRIBLE place to spend money! Myer is like the best place to NOT spend money. Why?

1. The PERFUME. One of my many hobbies is perfume sniffing. Even if it's not at Myer (although Myer is the best place to do it). It puts it me in a fantastic mood and all the perfume samples in my bag combines to make THE PERFECT SMELL. Then my bag, phone and wallet smell wonderful for a couple of weeks. If we got all the druggies in the world together and taught them how to sniff perfume rather than drugs, the world would be a wonderful place.

2. Everything in Myer is so clean and organised and neatly set out. It's all perfect, everything is so easy to find especially for OCD people like me who want to see and try EVERYTHING.

3. The Christmas decorations in the festive season. Myer has to have the best festive decor out of all the department stores. Oh, and they have that area DEDICATED to Christmas stuff too. It's so sparkly and flashy and there's even a giant entrance. You can hear the area screaming its festivity half a store away.

4. The furniture!! It's so nicely organised and the sales assistants don't tell you off for sitting on the couches or lying on the beds or rubbing your feet against the rugs. And they even act like they think you're completely sane when you walk around pretending you a) live there, or b) are seriously shopping for your own home.

5. The clothes and hats and and gloves and other silly accessories. They have things you wouldn't find nearly anywhere else. And you can try it on and pretend to be silly characters, and they don't look are you weirdly.

Anyway, here are a few pictures from my latest escapade to Myer:

My bag of perfume samples.


Bradley discovering that the mixture of perfume samples in my bag is PERFECT SMELLING.


Me lounging in a wonderful Louis chair.


We spent a considerable amount of time in the afternoon testing the bounciness of chairs.


And beds.


I FOUND THIS PILLBOX HAT. I GOT SO OVEREXCITED. IN FACT, I STILL AM. WHERE CAN I FIND ANOTHER ONE?? I'VE ALWAYS WANTED ONE. I look like a lollypop lady in this.




What I wore:

SES pleated top with ruffled sleeves, Ally velvet tulip skirt, Candy YSL tribute fakes, bag from somewhere I can't remember, Equip red beaded necklace, self made headband(s).

I went to Myer over a week ago, but only had time to take a proper outfit picture this morning. And as you can see, I put on the wrong headband (red instead of purple) and my skirt is disgustingly wrinkly. Oh, and I've misplaced my bag. But everything else is the same!