We've lived in Asheville nearly 7 months, and in that time the only stores I've frequented are TJMaxx, Marshalls, and the indie shops downtown all of which are very boho, twenty-something oriented. Today Megan and I went to William Sonoma, which is a replica of the shop in Winter Park except the people working there are actually welcoming and happy to have you be in the store. One employee even walked up to us and offered to make us cappuccinos. After wandering there for nearly and hour, we then shopped at Chico's, JCrew, Barnes and Noble, and Charming Charlies. I saw people my own age, dressed how I like to dress, and shaped like me, (most women my age in Asheville are very slim, athletic and yoga-y.) I hadn't realized how lost and out of place I felt.
Look how pretty the fall table is. I want my house to have the same ambiance as William Sonoma.
This was my table on Saturday, after our visit to the farmers market. Megan went a little pastry crazy.
Megan, Jessica and me, at the Biltmore. Tomorrow I'll try and write about their visit.