There are times when a girl just needs a little retail therapy.
Even if it stays limited to a little window shopping. Sometimes the eyes and the soul just need a little taste of the colourful, the wonderful, the exotic, the quirky or even the just plain weird.*
Whenever that mood hits me there's no better place to go than to one of Amsterdam's nicest quarters, the '9 little streets'. Which happens to be exactly what I did on Saturday afternoon.
And if after doing the 9 little streets I still haven't had enough, there's always the Magna Plaza on the way back. With its Sissy Boy Homeland store. I really heart the below mirror. And that chandelier. Serious attack of the gollumses - we definitely wants it my precious.
* And believe you me, in Amsterdam they know a thing or two about weird. Yes yes, I AM of Rotterdam descent. Brits: think Liverpool versus Manchester. 'Nuff said?