So, the other day, my Dad, brother & I packed up & went to the cutest little street about half an hour away. It was called Cherokee St.
There were blocks upon blocks of the cutest vintage & antique stores. The whole entire surrounding of the street was just precious. It’s like stepping into a time capsule and launching yourself back in time. My favorite store is called Ruth’s Vintage there, where I met the sweetest lady [Ruth] who has worked in her store, buying & selling since 1982. She’s adorable. And 79 years old.
I just love visiting all the little towns because the people you meet are the most genuine, loving people who are nice to you even though the two of you just met five minutes ago. It’s a really good lesson for me. These people don’t care where you come from, or what you look like; they just know that you must care about the greater good enough to come visit them in their tiny store that’s hanging by a thread. And, i love that.
This day was a wake up call really to be more of a genuine person to whomever I come in contact with! Seriously. These small business owners care about you just because you stepped foot in their shop. Let’s all be like that, ok?