Fashion Forward Fridays: Aw Else Boutique

All photos provided by Aw Else Boutique.

Happy Friday, everyone! I am very excited to introduce Aw Else Boutique to you all today for Fashion Forward Fridays! Aw Else Boutique is located in Greensburg, Pa, but for my readers outside the Pittsburgh area, not to fear, Aw Else has recently launched their online shop and it's sure to please. So everyone, please continue reading for an inside look at this fabulous little boutique!

Danielle Shaffer, who owns Aw Else Boutique, runs the shop Monday through Saturday. The boutique carries Big Buddha Handbags, Cinda B, Sorrelli, John Wind, Lancaster Paris, Chrysalis, Pouchee Purse Organizers, Lolita Wine Glasses, Aroma Decor, and Bridgewater Candle Co. Aw Else's mission is to indulge the women of the community with a relaxing and fulfilling experience. Danielle and her staff invite you into their ladies boutique with an encapsulating, contemporary ambiance, and their goal is for every woman to feel like the "Glitterati." 

Danielle says that, "One heart at a time, we're making a difference in women's lives by bringing a little bit of New York, Las Vegas, Los Angeles and some international style, right here to Greensburg! We can help you look fabulous for special occasions and everyday wear." Aw Else Boutique, also known as AEB to their loyal fans, is the premier fashion accessories destination in the area. AEB provides personal service to the style-minded woman who is shopping for jewelry, handbags, and accessories to complete her own unique look.

So be sure to indulge yourself in a little shopping (in person if you're near Greensburg) or online for those of you further away! With the fabulous designer fashions and select styles at Aw Else Boutique, you're sure to find something you love and be the "Glitterati" of town!

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And I'm published....again!

Cover of Falling Star

No matter how many times it happens, I always get so excited when my writing gets published. It's like my little babies are making it in the world and I'm their proud mama. So in the mail today I received my check and two copies of Falling Star Magazine....oh, yeah, I did say check. (Added bonus when a written baby brings home money too!) Anyway, now that I have given the first rights of publishing to the magazine, I am free to post the poem here for your enjoyment; however, you'll be missing out on all the other great works in the Spring 2012 edition of the magazine.


Greensburg. Where I Am.

Greensburg.
Roughly forty five minutes south of Pittsburgh
with large chain stores & restaurants that guard the outskirts of the city limits
and house some of the finest locally owned jewelry stores & fresh produce shops
on this side of the east coast.

Stores and shops that no one ever goes to
because they're all too busy trying to find a bargain
on already spoiled milk and brownish lettuce,
next to the same shirt that every girl owns from the closest Wal-Mart,
as they complain via the Trib
about how they need to stop buying everything from major corporations
and start to find some place family owned to buy their shit.

Greensburg.
About one hundred and one miles north west of Breezewood,
which is only known for its rest stops and gas stations
along the Lincoln Highway where the PA Turnpike meets I-70
and where traffic lights oddly appear to interstate highway travelers.

Greensburg.
Only two hundred and thrity six miles from Alexandria Virginia,
where you currently reside in a two bedroom walk up with a lesbian roommate,
without cable and without a real job to hold on to.

Alexandria.
Roughly six miles from Washington DC,
has the highest average income in the state,
houses the national headquarters for the Salvation Army
and is listed as the top city in the nation for online charitable giving,
but still, won't give you back to sweet little, spoiled milk buying, Trib reading,
Greensburg.

Alexandria. Where I'd rather be.



This piece was written over a year ago, when MJ was in his last semester of undergrad, but was doing an internship in Virginia, while I was still at Seton Hill. Feel free to leave me your thoughts on it.