Becky S.
Yelp
This store fills me with so much anxiety, and momentarily causes me to question every grown-up decision I've made to date. Here's how it goes: I walk in, admire a garment or accessory, look at the price tag, and panic. My mind races. I wonder who has money to afford these items, and then I wonder if I'm doing something wrong with my life.. perhaps I should be making more in order to be able to afford pretty (fill in the blank). Yes. A career change is in order. I want a Gary Graham dress. I want to work in a place that will pay me enough to afford said dress, and will not look at me quizzically if I enter work environment wearing it. I want, I want, I want. It doesn't exactly help that all of the salespeople are wearing these interesting and beautiful garments with such ease, and I'm standing awkwardly in my Gap sweater and J. Crew khakis. More panic. They're judging me! Worse, they're not even acknowledging me. Oh no. Wait a moment... it's ok. The realization comes that I am not cool enough to wear these clothes. I grasp my place in the universe. Making a nonprofit salary is A-ok. No job change is necessary. The anxiety subsides, and I'm reassured. I am comfortable again in my nondescript, mainstream clothing choices.
And then I move on to the next rack of clothing or wall of shoes, and it starts all over again. Panic, Panic, Panic.
As a result of these panic attacks and their fabulous sales, I have a few quirky/beautiful garments and shoes from designers that I can't remember but that are well-regarded by people who know these things, and a very cute wallet, to boot. It's also an excellent place to buy gifts, because the whole idea of gifts is to buy something for someone that they would never purchase themself.