There are things in every person's DNA that cause them to squeal with joy and pleasure.
For some of you guys, it is hunting, guns, or sports. Shopping does it
for many women, and I am no exception, but a mall girl I will never be.
I don't follow the current decorating trends and fads of minimalism,
and in fact, for my entire life my true preferred "style" hasn't
changed, and it is one all my own. When I have the time on vacation, or as
we are traveling with Randy's or my work, I love to pick up things that
make me squeal. One of the places I love to shop most are those little
one of a kind shops where the shop keeper has assembled a collection of
things he or she is passionate about. Then they spend their lives
offering to the rest of us the chance to benefit from their efforts concerning that which makes them squeal. I
came across such a shop in Jackson Square filled with one of my favorite
things...lace...
