It's not just about the clothes. The clothes are secondary. It's the atmosphere in the store that is a balm to my nerves and nourishment to my senses. When I walk into Anthropologie all my stress seems to melt away. I wander the aisles of the store as I would paths in a garden . If I could start every day by having breakfast in Anthropologie while leafing through one of their coffee table books, my days would be much more serene.