Paying attention to the nexus of things…
Several weeks ago, I was in our store, Georgia. I think my partner and I were being interviewed by a journalist about the nuances of our business. We were deep in the conversation and fully focused on appearing ‘relaxed’ in front of the camera.
To say the least, we were focused.
In walked a very striking couple. Slim woman wearing a flirty summer dress and sandals. Well-dressed businessman wearing a pinstripe navy suit and noticeable tie. Great shoes. He was holding her by the arm, she was laughing. Their interaction was effortless and totally magnetic.
They were in love…with each other, not sure. With the moment, most definitely.
My thoughts quickly went from “relax in front of the camera and remember to say something really smart”, to “who are these people and what brought them here?” I was curious. The couple walked around the store looking at some of my favorite things. Picking up product, smelling, testing, sharing, talking. By the time I made my way over to them, they had taken in much of our boutique. To my surprise, this well dressed, clearly upper-east-side dwelling couple, fully appreciated our downtown, romantic, eclectic, mash-up, aesthetic. They complimented everything that I’d wish for people to notice about our space…the original tin ceilings, the beautifully dilapidated walls, the inspiration board behind the counter. They loved our product, read through our brochure and took us all in.
I, no doubt, was simultaneously taking them in.
We spoke and found that we had much more in common than originally had suspected,…Harvard (not me but my boyfriend & business partner). Finance, specifically Equity Derivatives (once again, not me but my boyfriend). They even knew a tiny little rib joint near Spelman College in Atlanta, where I graduated. I’m telling you, this was one of those connected moments that surprises and inspires.
It was clear there was a nexus of things happening. And I was paying attention to it. I wanted to know more about their careers, and what had driven them downtown to The Bowery.
We promised to stay in touch. Surprisingly, two days later, a fat package arrived in the mail. Eagerly, I opened it and was delighted to read a hand written note full of praise, plus pages upon pages of press on the gentleman. As to be expected, he is well-respected and documented with in his field. The type of person that is wise and can be beneficial to get to know.
I, in return, reached back out to the couple and presumably, will at some point have lunch with them.
I like this kind of connection. Unsuspected. Unscripted. Organic.
I’m sure it will unfold into a great friendship of reciprocity and enlightenment.
All because we three were paying attention to the nexus of things.