
Last night I went to celebrate Stockmann's (a Finnish warehouse) 150th birthday with my grandma. The reason I went was because there was a fancy dress code (sometimes I just love to doll myself up), everything was 10% off and my grandma promised to pay for the stuff I wanted, but of course, since Stockmann is an expensive place, I only found one shirt I even dared to ask for, plus super-soft woolen socks. At the party, Stockmann served these tiny portions of food, like blini and cupcake-looking chocolates.


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