I have so much to share with you about my 48 hour jaunt to Savannah I can’t even stand it. One question: Why are store owners so hinky about letting you take photos in their store? Creative theft? One gave some long excuse about the owner being a stylist for some magazine, which maybe made sense and she was very gracious about it and she recommended the best and cutest bakery to us, so whatever, but the one I really could not figure out was The Book Lady. This is the coziest most amazing little bookshop I’ve ever visited. It was right out of a movie – half first floor/half basement of a lovely Savannah house, filled with comfy chairs, floor-to-ceiling books, a fireplace, etc. When I asked to take a photo, the grumpy girl behind the counter who had just sold me $94 worth of used books made a face and mumbled something about “revealing specifics.” Apparently, in the cut-throat world of used book stores the titles they carry are top secret or something, I guess, I really don’t know what the big whoop was. In spite of the rudeness and the lack of photo, you must check out this shop, it really is amazing, especially when the man who farted out loud nonstop the entire 20 minutes I was in there is NOT present.
Now onto friendlier places, we are in love with Moss, located at 137 Bull Street. You can also check them out online.
The proprietors of Moss were much more gracious. I tell you what, someone must be a master merchandiser to make me think that a taxidermied (or was it freeze dried???) squirrel looks good on a wall, but they did.Â In fact, this store fits in perfectly with the nature study aesthetic we’ve been featuring here recently.Â They haveÂ has everything from upholstered chairs to quilts, birds’ nests to journals, lovely jewelry to letterpress cards. It is an absolute no-brainer to find a beautiful and unique gift in there for just about anyone on your list, no lie. Thanks for letting me snap away, Moss guys!
Now this is how to merchandise:
I’ll be back tomorrow with more about Savannah. Right now the other half of my curry chicken salad sandwich on home made bread from Back in the Day Bakery is calling my name. Later!