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I read all the reviews and added this place as a must visit the next time I was in the area. Finally, I arrived in Charlotte and ventured in. I was not amused at all. I was thinking I was going to walk away with quite a few items to add to my spring/summer wardrobe but instead I walked out with NOTHING!!!! Truly, I don't see what all the hype is about. Please keep in mind, this was only as a buyer, I did not fly to Charlotte with items to consign. If you are tiny, say a size 0, 2 of 4, I did eye at least three pair of 7 for all mankind jeans for reasonable prices. The shoes, not so cute. They do have a nice quantity of dresses but I didn't see one that I just had to have! Overall, not a place that I will just have to see the next time I'm in the area but I may consider giving it one more chance and if I happen to be in the area in the future, I will stop by.
3 stars

Great overall selection, friendly help, and just an overall good vibe here. Only downsides are that so many beers are stored at room temperature and I've had a few expired beer issues. It's also not exactly a nice location as far as safety goes, and I've had issues with homeless people outside in the small parking lot.

Don't be turned away by the exterior - they have good stuff on the inside.
3 stars

The Eggery is the exact same franchise as the Good Egg down at Park Central, just fussied up with a different name. Exact. Same. Menu. Bleh. Had I known, I would have just taken a stroll through the gayborhood to get to the Good Egg, where there is outdoor seating, the people watching is superior, and the pigeons have balls the size of grape tomatoes.

Alas, the Eggery is the Good Egg's fat, dorky older sister. The service is completely adequate -- nothing horrific, nothing staggering. The food is average, but somehow always arrives cold. At our last visit, there was a metric shit ton of people waiting (including a sweet aging tranny in a muumuu, chartreuse ankle socks, and chunky black heels) but the restaurant proper was only half full, if that. Why?

Needless to say, I won't be back. There's too many other amazing breakfast places in Phoenix and way too few precious available weekend mornings...
2 stars