Boutique Metamorphasis

Today was a wonderful day, for many reasons:

One. I had an opportunity of seeing a dear friend - whom I have not seen in a long time. And dually while visiting, I was treated as a valued customer - pampered at her chic consignment and growing boutique with the most elite shopping experience alive, an experience that is always liberating.

After 7 months - she desired as, to catch up and connect. So today, not having much on my plate to consume, I decided to drop in and surprise her in a way she would indeed remember. I find that the the shop houses so many great moments for the two of us, moments of connecting both emotionally and spiritually, moments of sharing laughter and tears. After thinking, I noticed the time.

It was almost six o' clock, I thought to myself: "I don't want to just show up and risk the chance of missing her," so I called. I called and posed as a customer; it was the first reasonable thing that came to mind. So i did. I called and asked, "what time do you close?" Her reply was, "I close at 6p."
Considering it was 6p at that very moment, I asked squeaky voiced as I held the tip of my nose shut, "Is there was any way you could remain open until I make it in ... I shared fairy tale of how I was in a few days ago and saw a few really nice pieces, I desired to purchase and would definitely ... before I could finish she said, "Can you get here in thirty minutes?" I said yes, yes of course, maybe fifteen." She said, "Come, I'll be here."

Much like Eva, the kind of woman who's consideration for others surpasses any one's I've ever seen; one who seeks to give her customers a full 360 shopping experience, adding fashionably sound, genuine advice, a personal sense of flair and assistance. I was not surprised, but I will say I was eager to get there.

Twenty minutes later, I arrived. I walked through the door and she froze. her mouth dropped. She smiled. "Sasha ... " she uttered as she shook her head. I closed the door gently and said, "I guess I am going to have to make a great big purchase, considering you stayed open for me." As it dawned on her that I was in fact the "customer" who called requesting for her to stay open a tad bit longer, she whimsically stated, "You ... " with a contorted facial expression that read, I am going to get you.
I smiled with a I'm here face.
Excited I made it. Excited she stayed. I love Eva. I love her drive, her yielding personality; she's so warm and creative; so crafty and business oriented.

The greatest consignment/boutique store owner I've met, ever.

To give you a picture, I'll say this: Our night began at 6:32 p. It ended roughly two hours later at 8:32p. Primarily because I had a business call to return. Other than that I would have still been in the shop, conversing and shopping, enjoying Italian pastries and feeding her poodle, Gucci dogie treats. Stopping by Eva B, never fails to inspire me - at this time in my life, this visit took me to the a new dimension: a Boutique Metamorphosis I like to call it. I say that because my experience visiting the shop causes on different levels an involving conspicuous similar to the biological process where an animal undergoes a relatively abrupt change, developing and structuring into a woman ... I have and am growing.

The handpicked pieces that I got that evening ... I am so proud of. It's like a treat one is given when they least expect it. Treats filled my bag to the brim.

And I left Eva B with of host of internal inspiration as well. The decor: It was my pleasure to witness the construction of this beautiful shop of hers. Perfect paint lining the walls, assorted with welcoming hues of pink and green, full-length, small sized, metallic, mirrors strategic placed around the shop. New Pieces: Vintage dresses and skirts sectionalized; designer jeans - brand new, capri, wool, cargo and pants in every style imaginable, Bell-bottoms trousers, satin, sleek skinny legged pants -- Shoes: pointy- toed and stylishess sandals, for every occasion. Racks of sweaters jeans and other items marked down - to nearly free.

For me, Eva's meticulous presentation of the multidimensional array of jewelry she sells from fresh water pearls to Judith Jack marcasites - the multitude of signature pieces she hand picks and consigns from customers and, now adding to that list boutiques alike are breathtaking.

The rave and rant for me has much to do with the amazing pieces that I always, find without looking. I mean, it does help to have such a talented buyer such as Eva, as not only the owner of this shop, but also a friend, who knows my style as well as her merchandise - and together combines the two: a fashionista in eyes. Because of her, I stop, shop, converse, connect and metamorphosing in one stop at Eva B's Consignment Shop.
A Blessing it is.