Brightly coloured

... Only my hair though.

Made the mistake of going to Ikea on a Sunday with my business partner for things for the studio. We have one more day of portfolio shoots before we open in a few weeks, and thought we should check out Ikea for some curtains (just in case we get more people stripping), and whatever else might have been useful.

Worst. Idea. EVER.

Neither of us are particularly good with people, let alone lots of them in one confined space.

But, I'm sure those around us would have been amused by Midget Lady (my friend) and Giant Lady (me) arguing about curtains ("but they need to still let in light, but be thick enough for nakedness so people won't see"), and candles ("no no no no, the scent of them is just not going to create the right mood, but these ones will - they're a bit more romantic"), assuming we were having a lover's tiff... In the middle of Ikea, on the busiest day of the week in there.

"Traumatic" is the word that springs to mind.

In the end, we only walked out with a lot of candles and candelabras...

I lost what little sanity I had left. If you're passing through the Victoria Gardens Ikea, and you find some marbles, please contact me. I would like them back.