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WildLoveGoods offers customized clothing for all ages (hoodies and t-shirts and more), engraving (cutting boards) and woodwork (blanket ladders). Just for starters. —– The boutique brings here a bit of the wild side, in a good and yet diverse way that suits all tastes. WildLoveGoods allows you to take in all that flair without having to travel almost an hour one-way into The Cities. You could spend that time shopping!

IMG_6714IMG_6710IMG_6709IMG_6712IMG_6713IMG_6708IMG_6707This new offering as a boutique is bustling with bountiful things, and at the same time spacious, as it brings much love and just a bit of the wild side — in a differently good and diverse way that suits all tastes and ages — to breathe new life into the downtown Hudson south side. They’re right there on the right, if you are coming into our (sometimes a bit too quaint and quiet so go let your hair down) town from the likes of St. Paul/Minneapolis and even farther beyond. And you will come here.

WildLoveGoods allows you, shoe on the other foot, oh Hudson-area resident, to take in that flair without having to travel almost an hour one-way into The Cities. You could spend that time shopping for so much! For stuff like you see pictured alongside this written post.

WildLoveGoods is a new, three-becomes-one-word named, boutique in Hudson by the St. Croix River, and there is plenty to love. Your gas tank will like it too. As will people taking traditional and pushing it toward new trends, in an again good way, with flair that includes flared skirts and now-stylish leggings. Thus is our (wildly loved) land of the free and home of the quite brave in style.
Though they are fairly small, they are mighty among shops, as they carry an abundance of different items ranging from girls and women’s clothing and decked out accessories to home decorating and lifestyle themes. A lot here in a still rather intimate setting. Their main idea in opening this boutique was to help bring more new and upcoming styles to the local area. A lot of people tend to travel outside of Hudson and into the Twin Cities to go shopping due to the lack of options they have closer to home. So try them out rather then trekking almost an hour. (The east metro just won’t cut it for cutting boards). WildLoveGoods is a great place to not only shop for yourself, but to find gifts for loved ones as well. They offer customized options for clothing (hoodies and t-shirts and more and see above how well they work with stretchy and now wildly stylish popular pants), engraving (cutting boards), and woodwork (blanket ladders). They are always getting new items, thus expanding their range, and each time you stop in you will most likely see something new!

 

— Who goes around, with music, comes around. And in a retro way, I added by mistake, then edited, the work “coke.” To an actual point, that Jolly Johnnie Roger guy with the history of rock n roll tribute show, who was prominently at Elmwood UFO Days, does indeed look like Buddy Holly, horn-rimmed glasses and hair. (I will not invoke Johnnie Rotten, as that would be too diverse). But in a much more obscure website photo, with a trace of beard, Johnnie also looks facially quite like Clint and Lemmy, or a combo thereof. Roger that. But that said, I also recently noticed that as far as look and drumming style, Fleetwood looks much like Lars. (Can you guess last names?) Strange bedfellows all-around. —

An example of the (far) above …
For about a year now, very tight and stretchy leggings, usually black, have been a staple of many a woman’s wardrobe as they look great on virtually everyone and their many hip forms, in their own way, and you can see these at WildLoveGoods. These pants and shorter delicately flared shorts, complete with just a few pleats, work for women in much the same way, and are among those shown in the photos, supplied by WildLoveGoods, and accompanying this piece. Another shows the polar opposite for seasonal wear, comfy yet stylish white fleece with black stripes. And a designer-type flask laid on a bed on cottony cloth.
Some of the three-(again)-component earrings to which I attest have similar striping, both with wings that are also flared. And we can’t forget dad, because we know he loves to grill if not just cook, so give him some homage with a cutting board so he can bring the heat. Or your pooch with his and your favorite pet-sloganed funny and funky glass. So for them light one candle, as they sell those housed in cool ceramic containers too, or two or three lights to shine.
The front window has beauty and nature, as one, in art that’s drawn on with various white flowers and such, beckoning you to come in and see more. (And a lot of colorful potted plants also, propped up in front). Once inside the door, there is more fern-like flora and an open space that allows people to take in all that and more. And between the aisles there is plenty of room also, so you can breathe.
You can follow them on Facebook at WildLoveGoods boutique Hudson, Wis. or on Instagram @ _wildlovegoods.  More ideas await at https://wildlovegoods.square.site/

They are open virtually everyday, rare for a boutique, and also feature expanded hours. And the fact that they have a rewards card means you can delve deep into their offerings.

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