If I could give this place less than one star, I would. This place is a terrifying labyrinth of mock, mass produced "antiques" with an owner that cares more about his horrifying, snapping dogs and playing his rock 106.1 too loud than helping customers. You don't get greeted at the door, except by two Jack Russell's that bark and bite until the owner yells at you to "get away from the damn dogs!". The store is like a confusing hell to a person who actually has an eye for antiques and things made with integrity, offering you factory-made and faux distressed signs that say "Kinky" and "BBQ". You can hardly move around with knocking over some grotesque tin lawn ornament or what seems to be the owner's pile of personal junk (not for sale). The only things of value include a collection of vintage radio equipment (not for sale), a beautiful large mirror in the back (not for sale), and the antique figurines decorating the front desk (not for sale). Such a horrible shame that the little vintage clothing store is buried way in the back with no representation in the window display (just as confusing and cluttered as the downstairs store). This place is a waste of valuable retail space. Will not be returning. read more