If I could open up a garden store (and I can’t), the kind of garden store I would open would be like Portland, OR’s Boys Fort. It was the manliest store I’ve ever been in that had a large selection of garden supplies – and it even had a florist’s shop!
It had a great mix of rough hewn and rugged, repurposed and worn home decor, furniture, and lighting that would be most appropriate for a, well, a boy’s fort. Not even a mancave really. It had a bit more rustic and authentic, handmade, handcrafted vibe to all its merchandise, definitely curated to hark back to more juvenile memories. They call it “Manthropology.”
C’mon, what guy wouldn’t want the succulent planters above – I need a collection of these.
|Ball and rock in window of cracked mirrors. Love this. I think I could make this.|