Of course, fabrics that make me swoon are tucked here & there
not to mention sweet little nods to Santa.
Now...speaking of Santa -- let me take a moment to share a little story about "holiday charm" - or rather, lack of it (this is the "you'd better be nice" stuff). Recently, I stopped in what I always consider a fun little antiquing town in Minnesota (names will not be added to protect the innocent). I had driven a bit to get there, so the first stop was a multidealer mall with a restroom in the basement. As I entered, I checked in with the two older ladies sitting behind the counter, "Hello....how are you two doing...now, your bathroom is in the basement - correct?". One of the ladies lifted her painted-on eyebrow to reply (in a curt manner), "that is the employee bathroom. But if you have used it before - go ahead." O.K... but as I walked to the back of the building to access the stairs she yelled, "we like to have people buy something before they use the bathroom". Hmmm -- so sometimes (not usually) I might let this go -- but come on, Santa Claus is coming to town.....so, once I came back up to first floor I went back up to the counter to ask what their mall discount policy is and identify that I am a dealer & tax exempt. Then I stated quite clearly & concisely, "you know, a part of me would like to take my wallet and leave this mall right now -- as that was the rudest welcome. I suspect that if I ever treated a customer like that at the mall I work at, I wouldn't work there anymore." The lady apologized (sort of) and stated that so many people come in to just use the bathroom -- to which I responded that the 3 foot by 3 foot sign next the bathroom that states "restroom" -- feels mighty public to me. And, I followed up again that no one deserves a rude welcome in a place of business. Later, as I checked out my almost $100 worth of purchases, she apologized again & again. Fine, accepted --- but in the end, I would guess that she hadn't been reminded as of lately that rude is rude. And, I suspect that she may not have had eyebrows left as she was sweating bullets when I left---which I felt kind of bad about, and kind of not -- see, I do believe that I will be the last rudely welcomed customer in a while........see, holiday charm shouldn't be relegated to shelves & table tops only. As I left, I might have let out a tiny "ho, ho, ho" (thinking that I may indeed have earned me my own little lump of coal -- oh well.)