Target is a very dangerous place. I have this addiction to home decor and nothing but Target can soothe the itch I have to systematically re-do every room in my home. I'm on to my bedroom now. We have all of this furniture that we've had since practically college, and I think it's time that we re-vamp it. So today, I bought lamps. The problem was that reading in bed next to a puny nightstand light was like trying to read next to a nightlight. It called for a serious investment in better quality lamps, and I must admit, they're much chic-er. I am now very excited to make my bedroom look like a page from Pottery Barn. I told my husband that I found a dresser that I really wanted and that I wanted to get a new headboard that shows over the European pillowcases I now have. His reponse? "Whatever you want, honey. 'Happy wife, Happy life'..."
I married a good man.
We went to see World War Z today - you know, that new Brad Pitt movie that has to do with the zombie apocolypse? Yeah, that one. I didn't think it was going to be too scary, but after seeing all of the previews for horror movies that preceded the actual movie, I started to second guess myself. It was scary. Not slasher-horror scary; more sudden movements and jolting music scary. The film itself was well done. And I have to say, I'm not sure we give make up artists enough credit - there was some amazing work in this production!
All that to say, if the zombie apocolypse (Zom-pocolypse) were to take place, I think I'd hit up a Target first. Either that or a Home Depot...plenty of 2x4s there.
Target, you will have my heart forever - and unfortunately for me, my wallet as well.
-D
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