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| - I buy so much at Wildcard that I am single handedly putting their offspring through college. And we're not talking public university--not that there's anything wrong with that, U of W girl here--but these kids will be able to go Ivy League if they want.
I think Wildcard is supposed to be a stationary boutique, but I always end up buying things that don't fall in that category, and which I didn't know I wanted but somehow suddenly need. One time it was squirrel salt and pepper shakers, then a raspberry truffle candle, and who can forget the upcycled wind chime made out of forks? But if you're on the hunt for paper goods, they have those too.
There's an entire wall of cards (lots of them hand-printed), ranging from funny and absurd to poignant and beautiful, that you could sift through for hours searching for the perfect note to wish someone happy birthday; if you aren't into snail mail, the rest of the store has gifts with a local focus. Things like Pittsburgh-centric totes and t-shirts, retro jewelry, recycled journals and any other quirky thing you can think of (hello plushie wiener dog) are stuffed in every nook and cranny. I suggest spending some time digging through all their weird ephemera if you want to find a treasure that feels like it was hidden just for you.
Be sure to wander all the way to the back of the store because there's a tiny gallery sort of hidden in a little alcove that has well-priced original art pieces. They even throw parties for art openings where you can chat with the owners and munch on popcorn and cookies.
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