This quirky little shop is located next to the wonderfully delicious, vegan Egg Café, which means it's surprising that in two years of frequenting said Mecca, I had never been in this shop until today. And, sadly for the people running it, I do not ever intend to go inside again. Why, you might ask?
These people are rude. I often make it a point to tell staff what I am doing when collecting information for a review, if only to put them at ease when I request taking photos inside. However, these women got to me before I got to them, as they saw me jotting down notes in a notebook. They very forcefully asked me what I was doing. So I told them. They then told me that I was not allowed to write notes inside their shop because it would make the manager unhappy.
Ooooooooookay. I don't really think they had any grounds to tell me I couldn't write in a notebook while standing in their shop. You just got yourself a negative review.
Meanwhile, what do they sell? (For you see, I have something wonderful in my brain called a memory which allows me to memorize the things I see for sale in shops, which is great considering it allows me to write about the shop even though I was not allowed to take notes while inside. You screwed with the wrong writer, woman!)
1847Even sells everything from alternative and goth clothing to adult gifts, sweets and snacks to essential oils and scented sachets. Their sign also says they sell "carnival items" which I assume refers to the masks I saw inside. Quite an interesting variety.
But if you like goth/60's/punk type stuff, I'm going to steer you toward Grand Central on Renshaw Street where you will not only find a much larger variety of what you like, you will also find far more friendly, accommodating staff.
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