When I lived in DC, I forgot about Ricky’s.
My bad. Ricky’s is awesome.
Picture a supermarket but filled only with beauty items. I inevitably go there for one thing and leave with, like, seven.
This time I stood in confused awe by the styling wands. Ricky’s had such a range of options that I realized I needed to do some research before committing.
Paralysis by analysis.
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Wow. A store full of things I never knew existed but now want very badly. That’s my favorite kind!
You have to go. I could spend hours there.