Tango Zango

I felt like a zombie (a happy zombie) after coming out of my $ 49 facial next door at the Facial Shoppe. I decided to walk off my happy zombie-​ness before getting into my auto, so I wandered into this home store. I was excited as soon as the little bell on the door rang. No really, I signed the guest book and everything. I always feel like they won’t let you in if you don’t sign.
The smell of peony, vanilla, sandalwood and thyme filled my nose and led me to the candle section. There were so many scents to choose from. I must have stood there for an hour smelling each candle. I needed time to check out all the other cool stuff though so I broke free.
This is a store you could walk around in for a while. Your g-​ma and mom would dig it for sure. Bed linens, antique-​looking bed frames (on sale!), body lotions and dainty decorations for the home clutter the shop. The model beds looked so comfortable that I wanted to hop under the covers, make myself at home and greet customers as they came in. «Welllcome to the cuuutest storrrre in the worrrrld!» I would say in a huge circus ringleader-​type voice using grandiose arm gestures before burrowing back under the covers and taking a nap.
If you are in the area or need a nice gift for a friend, visit Tango Zango. It’s awesome zawesome. Do you like what I did there?