+1 for Muji pads, pens, and everything else. I like to think I'm generally a healthy adult male. I enjoy football, eating steak, driving fast. But inside a Muji store, I'm like a hysterical teenage girl at a Backstreet Boys concert. I just want to take home the entire store. Best explanation I can give is admiration of the basic-ness and pure utility of their products, intrinsically making them beautiful.