At first glance, Shoo is a classy boutique with a homey, welcoming vibe and a fantastic array of footwear.
But look a little closer, and you'll also find that there's a little story behind almost everything in sight.
I first learned about Shoo when during one of my early evening strolls down State Street, when I passed by a storefront window so captivating, that it forced me to do a full 180 back track.
The quirky shoes, unique displays, and attention to aesthetic detail were unlike anything I'd seen in town, and I pawed at the glass window hoping that maybe, if I wished hard enough, it'd melt away like that scene in The Sorcerer's Stone.
As I (once again) dealt with the devastation that accompanies each and every reminder of my Muggle status, I promised myself that I would return to the store when its doors were in a more welcoming state.
Well I did. And now, I'm hooked.
Shoo is owned by brother and sister duo, Kate and Pat, who are completely committed to providing a unique experience in all senses of the word. The inventory, which includes shoes (obvs), jewerly, clothing and art, sports something a little special that differentiates it from anything else around.
In fact, many items are made by local artists (like my earrings from this post) or recycled from unexpected items like bikes, Tyvek, newspapers and skateboards.
Especially noteworthy is the store's design (I'm sensing a local theme, here), which is made up of items purchased from local thrift stores, resourcefully recycled from seemingly unsalvageable locations or pulled from Kate and Pat's very own homes!
Like these Jeffrey Campbells, which I am desperately and hopelessly in love with.
Once again, a local shop wow's me with it's remarkable mix of intriguing store design and product offering. The customer service is superb (they know something about each and every shoe) and the shopping experience really is just that - an experience.
From my first face-plant into Shoo's extensive window display, all the way to the exact moment that the JC wedge touched my salivating foot (that's right, salivation in anticipation...it's a thing), I was treated and talked to like a welcome guest - which, above all else, is what will keep me coming back.
But the Campbells won't hurt.
I think I hear them calling me.