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| - On a nice Saturday morning, in between a bizarre, urgent need to rent a 2-ton truck and my girlfriend almost needing to throw up in my car, I passed a little tiny shop that was pointed out to me.
"Oh! There's Pretty Little Things! Have you ever been there?" I hadn't - it sits on a funny road in Calgary that borders an industrial area that smells like rotting yeast and the incredibly artisan neighbourhood of Ramsay.
Later that day, after all the problems had been solved and all the crisis averted, I stopped back in to check it out. I was very intrigued. Out front there was a little table with a chalkboard sign that said "50% Off". Who doesn't stop for that? That's like not stopping for a lemonade stand run by a kid with a broken leg.
It was adorable! The place is filled with little treasures - the kind of stuff you see people in Anthropolgie ads wearing and cluttering up their homes with. Clothes, glass bottles and jars, furniture, books, jewellery. I stopped and chatted to the owner, mostly because today they had some antique postcards they were consigning and (PLEASE don't ask how) I have 160 blank antique postcards at my house. I was asking her about her criteria and she was so friendly, so honest. You can tell this something she just likes to do and it's growing into something substantial. She talked about her upcoming sale and all the new stuff she's been getting from her funky, older consigners.
This store is a treat, if not for a purchase than for a friendly conversation, interesting things to look at and supporting a local business. Of which I am a freak about.
Why 4 out of 5 stores? At this point, the store is a little small, a little cramped. Don't get me wrong, that's part of it's kitch factor but I'm looking forward to when she can fill out her collections a bit more. With the postcards I am going to consign to her.
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