A Hush Hush Affair

If you’ve ever been into Cow Hollow boutique Hush and left in a covetous state, cursing your bank account and wondering why, exactly, it was that you went into a creative field instead of becoming an investment banker so you shop whenever you wanted because you’d be rolling in it even though you’d hate your life and wouldn’t be able to have a dog or sleep until 9am on Tuesday mornings or take random days off when your friends visited like you can do as the freelance writer that you are, well, now would be a good time to return to the store. Why? The shop just marked all its sale items down another 75 percent. Can I get a hell yeah?