There is one thing about Myer that I really admire. It’s their Christmas decorations.[adinserter name=”Block 2″]
To be honest, it reminds me of Macy’s, Bloomingdale’s or Nordstrom in the U.S.. I didn’t buy anything cause my fat American a$$ couldn’t fit into the small sizes. Why? Cause we invented the Big Mac. Real talk.
However, I did stop in the store because I was impressed with their Christmas window shows. It reminded me of an old 1980’s movie — Mannequin. There was a crowd of people gathered around the window. Unfortunately, there wasn’t any mannequin coming to life to ride behind in my motorcycle without a helmet. Thank goodness. I wouldn’t want to pay for the ticket for the non-helmet rider.
Anyway, as I roamed the store, I only went to use the restroom because I was drinking at Issus in Centre Place for a couple of hours and needed to be piss. I did try on some Calvin Klein underwear and found them to be quite remarkable. I definitely felt like a CK model and the sales person said told me Marky Mark had competition. I didn’t believe the her though; however, I bought them anyway cause I felt flattered. The underwear? Well, it felt like an angel’s skin being rub on my butt. In addition, it caresses and lifts the front. At THAT moment, I finally realized why women buy expensive bras.
Myer is a great department store to visit. For three reasons, the Christmas window shows, the flattering staff and the Calvin Klein underwear. I did ask the sales person for her number, but she said she had a boyfriend. I responded, “So you’re telling me there’s a chance?” She said, “No…” then yelled “Security!” I felt so depressed and lead on. However, my CK underwear made it better.[adinserter name=”Block 1″]