Of course it is fabulous for all Brisbanites who enjoy shopping that these stores have spread their wings to the Sunshine State, but a tiny part of me knows that I will rarely set foot in these shopping meccas - driven away by the teams of squealing teens and the racks of now utterly unappealing mass-manufactured clothes shoved onto cheap plastic coat hangers.
Then again. That brave, indefatigable consumer in me rises up and whispers ... "But you need new shoes". See you at Zara.
|You can always count on Zara for the staples.|