Full disclosure: I have only bought maybe ONE thing - MAYBE - in Brighton, like, ever. I like their stuff, but rarely enough to shell out the money for it. Plus, I often feel like I'm being watched like a hawk, especially in this location. I don't know if it's because I haven't reached menopause yet like every other woman who frequents this store, but sometimes I will be looking at something and put it back simply because I feel like my every move is being scrutinized. I wish I could browse without feeling searing eyes in the back of my head. Or, well, usually the front of my head. Staring isn't nice!
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