I know I'm not going to make any friends by saying this but I'm Just Not That Into You, Target. Every lovely lady I know adores shopping there, but for me, a trip to Target is a necessary evil. I don't quite know what it is, the stale popcorn smell? All those heaps of plastic bags? The fluorescent lights? Anyway, suffice it to say, I just can't get that excited about buying cleaning products and little boys' crew socks. This is not to say that I don't feel I am missing something fundamental about a shopping experience at Target. Some of the most stylish and savvy shoppers I know get all hot and bothered just talking about the place.
But I think I get it now! Check out Orla Kiely's new home line! At Tar-jay! I can hardly sit still while I'm typing this!
I really super duper need that apron, tiered serving platter, that insanely awesome wooden pitcher and those tumblers. Oh, and a couple of those darling serving bowls, please? I guess I'm going to be one of Those Women. You know, the ones pressing their noses up on the glass waiting for the store to open when these beauties arrive the first week of February. Yikes. I'm skeered.
p.s. there's even more....looks like O.K. will be taking over the whole housewares section!