Taylor C.
Yelp
I really liked what I saw through the window (simple,Bohemian clothes in earth tones - some that appeared to be organic shibori linen, my fave), but I had to leave almost immediately. The owner/shopkeeper, a slender lady in her late 40's or so, let out a HUGE audible sigh, got up from her seat, and began nervously tapping on her table, watching my every move as I took a couple of steps towards the rack of clothes hanging beautifully on the east wall (closest to the Brigitte Brüggemann studio next door), begging to be browsed/adored. Maybe she's a naturally anxious, jumpy person, but I personally felt racially typecast, and the unwelcome feeling was enough to have me almost run out the door. This marked the low point of very first trip to Santa Fe, which was otherwise stupendous.