Unfortunately, they dont have a Target store here....in Europe, they have IKEA. I am not sure what possessed us to go on a Tuesday night after everyone is off work because it was a madhouse! I will set the stage for you. The cart is actually holding me up because I am so tired of walking around that incredibly BIG store. My husband has a list. THAT, in and of itself is scary. Usually the roles are reversed in these situations and I find him sitting in some demo living room watching a fake TV and talking to himself. He is getting ready to open a charity shop here in London and has to get some finishing touches. I think I lost my will to live some where around aisle 80. As I was looking up to pray that we could get out of there...I saw these light bulbs hanging from a display and I liked the way they looked. I love when you can find redeeming qualities in unexpected places.