How can you not love a store where you can buy deeply discounted carhartt capris in a bin in November? I seriously am not ashamed to admit I did just that last November, boy did I feel smart when the sun resurfaced. I appeared ready to drywall and paint and rewire my house in style, if I possessed any of those skills. Redneck chic fashion options aside, my electrician boyfriend always finds exactly what we need for *that* project here, the staff are happy to wander us down to where we can find what we need(if for some reason his inner journeyman tool radar can’t sense it pulsing in a well lit aisle full of handy doodads, whatchamacallits and things that fix widgets).