Wendy | Bohemian Paisley Ombré Print Ruffled Jacket

For over thirty years, I was a hairdresser. Women sat in my chair and talked about their families, the years passing, and how getting dressed no longer felt as simple as it once had.

I learned something: women weren’t asking to look younger. They simply wanted to look in the mirror and still recognize themselves.

Every fall, I escaped to Stowe, Vermont. Somewhere between the changing leaves and the Green Mountains, something in me would finally slow down. And every year, I whispered the same word: someday.

Seven years ago, a little boutique became available in Stowe. Before I could talk myself out of it, I signed the papers.

I left the salon behind, moved to Vermont, and opened the door to Susan’s Stowe for the very first time.

Now I’m sixty-six, and it’s time to retire.

Not because something went wrong.

Because something went beautifully right. I’m wise enough to know when a story has reached its ending.

This is my retirement sale. Every piece I ever chose for this boutique was chosen with one woman in mind: the real one, not the one on the hanger. That hasn’t changed.

Everything must go at the lowest prices I’ve ever offered.

Find something that makes you stop. Trust that feeling. I built this little shop around exactly that moment.

With love,

Susan (secondname) ❤️
Susan’s Stowe
Stowe, Vermont