I still remember the first time I walked into an Anthropologie store with my wife. The signage and window display was interesting enough to get my attention, but the minute I walked through the door I knew it was just another chick store, so I meandered about, looking for the "husband chairs"; the place where the men sit while waiting for the wives to try on clothes. While walking around, I noticed they had books and magazines. Granted, the books and mags were geared more toward women, but at least they were something to look at rather than just staring mindlessly out at the racks of clothing. Along side the books and mags were other odds-n-ends, housewares and trinkets that all fit the look and feel of the shop, but definitely defied the norm of a women's clothier. I remember these really bitchen quilts made from Indian saris which would have looked great in our place. I wouldn't call our place shabby-chic by any stretch of the imagination, but there were these vintagy, glass, … [Read more...]