When we moved to The Villages, FL, all our neighbors were telling us we had to visit Gilded Matilda’s.
I thought it had to be some kind of bar, if you thought about their name.
My husband told me you can’t judge a book by its cover. I was talking to Angie, one of our neighbors, and she told me Gilded Matilda’s is a one of kind store. Apparently, Gilded Matilda’s features local artists and their artwork. They have home and garden decor, and she showed me some things she bought for her house. She was showing me the love jewelry and accessories she found at Gilded Matilda’s. There were gourmet gifts, Dixie Belle chalk paint and more than she could tell me. She told me the only way you could understand what Gilded Matilda’s was, was to go there. My husband wasn’t interested in going to a ‘junk’ store. He told me he would sty home in the air conditioning while I went. I didn’t want to go alone, and the next time I talked to Angie, I told her what my husband said. She laughed and confided she was hoping my husband was like hers. She wanted someone who would go to Gilded Matilda’s with her, because her husband couldn’t stand going into ‘junk’ shops either. Gilded Matilda’s was not a ‘junk’ shop, as our husbands called it. It was a menagerie of fun and interesting odds and ends. I was glad Angie took me to Gilded Matilda’s, because I’ll be going back with her, often, with or without our husbands..