Ikea, Havaianas and Emmet all have something in common

They give me orgasms.

Yesterday, Emmet, Eric, Lucy, Karen and I went to Loganlea to check out the newly opened Ikea.

And since it is November, the place was decorated with Christmas trees.

And Christmas settings.

Everytme I go to Ikea I feel like a child being let loose in Toys R Us.

Or Toy Kingdom.

Or Warner Brothers.

Or Dreamworld.

You know what I mean.

The place was huge.

There were different showrooms.

There were showrooms for living areas.

Love this, by the way!

Showrooms for study areas.

Showrooms for offices.

This is my silly boyfriend's interpretation of being hard at work.

Silly Goose! He just loves having his photo taken now. It's great.

Anyway, back to what I was saying, there were also showrooms for dining areas.

This I like, it's like out of a dollhouse.

And of course, bedddings.

And lastly, Emmet's favourite part.

The showrooms for Bathrooms.

Say cheese.

And yes, he was already pretending taking a piss. He's not that gross.

But if you have a look closely. Ikea probably had disgusting customers

Either that or Sweden just has a really good sense of humour.

After checking out the showrooms, we went to the groundfloor to do some shopping.

I got a bit overboard. I bought a lot of stuff.

But these are my three favourites.

This lamp is almost as tall as me by the way.

The red lamp is just sick!

And I found an old school alarm clock!

Remember I told you next time I'll be in a relationship, I hope for it to be of Scandinavian heritage. Well, it looks like this is the closest love affair with a Scandanavian that I can have.

At least it still gives me orgasm.