I dragged Dan out to the Old Port to peruse my favorite shops. Just when he was starting to hit his shopping limit, I coerced (more like forced) him into going to just one more shop with me - Rogues Gallery. Catering to men's fashion (although I must admit they sell many items that I would like for myself), Rogues Gallery was the perfect last stop for Dan.
|there's nothing better than a vacationland tee|
|this one is pretty awesome too|
|love this one so much, I'm seriously wondering if it would fit me|
|they call this a mapcase. I call it my new make up bag?|
|love the plaid on this flannel|
|shark jaw awesomeness|
Of course, the coincidences didn't stop there. I'm pretty sure the phrases "small world" and "parallel lives" were dropped a dozen times. Adam (the guy working at RG) is living in Maine with his girlfriend for the summer and fixing up her family home on an island. Not unlike what Dan and I did last summer. He also used to live in Colorado. And, he was heading back to Kansas City the following weekend to go to a wedding, while we were in town from Kansas City for a wedding. I think there were some more random connections, but they have since slipped from my memory.
Great clothes, lots of plaid, and a fellow Midwesterner - Rogues Gallery was just what the doctor ordered for tired Dan.