It Smells Like Arlanda Airport at IKEA

Salut mes amours,

I'm having quite a French Day today, at least concerning my new Bourjois loose powder which comes in a gorgeous box and my Le Petit Marseillais body lotion which smells like heaven =)
It's not that nothing strange or embarassing happened to me today, but I actually wanted to tell you about my Lifetime Wish (yes, I'm a Sim! And one of my traits is "insane" while another one is "childish"). I've always loved England very much, you could almost say I'm anglophile. Whenever I went back home from the beautiful island, it felt like leaving home. And I always wanted to go and live there. But one has to move on with one's life, and so I decided for my Lifetime Wish to be living in Sweden. As I'm starting to study biology and planning to go into marine biology it would have to be near the sea. And not in a big city itself, but near one. And in a cute Swedish house with a nice garden and lots of children. And a cat and a dog and some cute furry rabbits. Ah, what a dream.
Speking of Sweden: I never really thought IKEA or H&M were really that Swedish, I always thought they were just a cheap fake. But I was so, so wrong. People really dress like H&M and they furnish their homes like IKEA. And the best of it is: It smells Swedish at IKEA; it really does. And I must admitt: I love it. I love it so much that I only dress in hish-waist skirts and white tank tops at the moment and I'm going to dye my dark hair blonde. Maybe.
I'm already looking forward to jultid when (thanks to IKEA) I'll be baking elk-shaped gingerbread and dala-horse-shaped cakes. Oh and how badly I want to spend Christmas in Sweden, but I'm afraid that won't be happening very soon. For now I'll have to be satisfied with learning Swedish, reading Swedish books and watching Swedish movies. Jag saknar dig, Sverige!
Now your Swedophile will stop writing because she can barely keep her eyes open and wants to start dreaming about her obsession with IKEA and H&M.
Nightynight ♥