I love this store. It stands alone here. For a city with a major university, Champaign has very little to offer in terms of shopping. If that sounds snotty to you, I ask you to look down at the ketchup stain on your Tasmanian Devil tee and reevaluate your priorities. You're better than that, girl.
This having been said, I will disclose that I love this place more when my mother is in town. Although I'm in my 30s, she continues to feel guilty for living so far away from me - and that's as good as gold. Literally, she spends a bar of gold on clothes for me at Circles. Am I ashamed? Yes, but the feeling is overcompensated by wearing a Skunkfunk dress over jeans under a smart Skunkfunk coat. That's how I sleep at night. In my Skunkfunk fancies.