Here we go...

The first time I saw the Meadow's dry goods building in West Asheville I fell in love. Not the sticky,sweet kind of love, but the old, dusty, worn-in kind. There were old pieces of rick-rack on the floor, Keds from the 60's, bolts of fabric lying on the tables, and a general feeling of disrepair that calls to me. The place was never open, so the mystery of it only grew in my mind. And then one day, it was all gone, totally cleaned out. I was totally disappointed and felt like I had maybe lost out in life. So, when I saw some applications for permits on the windows I basically stalked the owner...and now, I am opening up shop there.
Finally perserverance pays off...