I'll be going through a painful withdrawal in the meantime. (At least there's free shipping online through September,) I find it depressing to shop in most stores, as I've said before, but I think of this space as my mood-lifter — retail therapy that usually doesn't cost me a penny. I've always loved this particular Anthropologie because of its serene, airy, industrial-loft openness, which lent itself to hundreds of whimsical, creative displays over the years. I often admired them more than the merchandise.
Little birds were welcome to come in from the cold; they'd fly around, chirping, for days, adding even more charm to the environment. For years, I've been stopping by a few times a week to see what's new, usually between errands — often with grocery bags in both hands. Dropping in always lifted my spirits and I didn't have to spend a penny. The stores in Chestnut Hill and Cambridge simply don't have the sprawling, gallery-like personality this store has. Or had. Some of the Manhattan stores come closer, so I guess there's reason to hope.
Here's what the top floor looked like last week:
And this week, emptied out. Farewell, sale room.... much of my wardrobe came from you.
The employees say they are happy about the move. The new store will have a working bathroom for them and the roof won't leak, according to the personal shopper. There will be space to sell shoes. But the space, which I know intimately from its days as a Banana Republic, years ago, lacks grandeur. No soaring ceilings or enormous arched windows. It's pedestrian; I suspect that the charm of the current store will not be recreated on Newbury Street.
Naturally, there's been a moving sale: 25% off items that were already marked down. I was not so distraught that I failed to check that sale area almost daily. I scooped up this big Moroccan lantern at about 70% off, for our future garden:
And this straw fedora with blue-and-white grosgrain ribbon was $15, down from $78:
I wonder what the Boylston Street space will become next. It had better not be wasted on yet another bank — or the city's largest nail salon! Maybe it will house another interesting, irresistible store that I will spend countless happy hours exploring... fingers crossed.