After my big city friend moved to New York and we began visiting regularly, I confessed, “I can’t figure out this upper-lower-east-west-village thing. What the heck?!”
And he patiently pulled out my Streetwise Manhattan and pointed saying, “Prairie Village, Mission Hills, Leawood, Brookside. They’re neighborhoods.” And I was never confused again.
We have our own names for things here, too, and shorthands and zip codes.
Which can be cozy. And reassuring. The only problem being that sometimes something really good is happening outside your burg.
For me, this means I sometimes need a little extra nudge.
The Star. Spaces. And finally a text from Mrs. Larson (reaffirming my belief that personal is the most influential) asking, “Have you been to the General Store in downtown OP?”
Overland Park is not my usual stomping ground, though there are several cute shops and good places to eat. In the midst of carrot cake and swim pick up I dashed over.
Really, it’s too good to be true. Chocked full of carefully curated treasures, you are sure to find something you need.
Design services, too.