Spencer's Influence "A Man's Boutique"

I Recently attended the Shop, Sock and Sip event that was hosted by Mr Spencer a few weekends ago. I was blown away by the professionalism, cleanliness of the store and the dignified presentation of the merchandise. It had that classic feel that a men’s boutique store should have. Wayne was extremely helpful and knowledgeable and this made me feel valued as a customer. Hats off to him and his beautiful wife Kimberly! They are a dynamic couple who belong in this business!

I recently came in to get a hat, tie, and some socks for my father and they had such a variety which made it absolutely hard to pick, so I ended up buy everyone. I love the store. I would definitely be back. You guys have my business.

Apparently the business is in trouble or a scam. I gave Wayne a $44.08 deposit on a hat on October 28, 2019. After two weeks I have tried repeatedly calling as to the status of my order. No answer, no callback. I drove by the shop yesterday during the listed business hours and it was closed. No response + closed shop = I guess I'm screwed. If you manage to catch this shop when it's open, shop here at your own peril.

I am posting anonymously for privacy purposes.nnGiving this place a low rating not because of the company, but an individual that works there that is named Wayne has given me bad vibes the past two times I have interacted with him. He has made me extremely uncomfortable & is a major creep. Any woman reading this, please be aware of this man & trust your gut if you ever go into this store. The second time I interacted with him, I was on my way home from work & he stops me in my tracks. He did this by sitting inside of the store looking at the front window then he pops out through the door to say hello once he sees me pass by. Mind you, I didn’t think of anything at this moment because the first time I interacted with him when I passed him on my way home from work he seemed normal & wasn’t acting creepy at all, probably because there were other people standing around him at that time & he probably didn’t wanna come off as a weirdo.nnBack to second incident: So then after Wayne says hello to me he offers me a drink of water & I say no thanks. (He was still acting normal here.) then I start asking him where this cologne smell was coming from & happened to be coming from the inside of his store, so he invites me in to look around, so I did. (This is the point where my gut feeling starts kicking in at this point, & that I have mentioned to him that I have a fiancé 5 times to keep him from overstepping his boundaries, but he didn’t seem to care, which really frustrated me, but I kept my cool.) as I was looking at the ties & such, he starts asking me personal questions if I had children, where I live, what my work schedule was & commenting me on how beautiful I was & gave me elevator eyes at my body which then made me even more angrier. He rarely ever took his eyes of me & I stepped back away from him slowly, but walked closer to me. That’s when I immediately cut him short, & told him I had to go & I left that store fast. Of all these things I have said about Wayne, this type of behavior is absolutely unacceptable, & it is extremely unprofessional for someone to ask personal questions like that to people he hardly ever knows especially females. I will never step foot in that place again because of that awful worker. If things would’ve got more creepier, I would’ve had the police involved.nnAgain to all ladies who go into that store, trust your gut, or don’t even go there alone.

I stopped by because I'm in the market for a new hat for fall. Unfortunately they were closed even though it was during regular business hours. From what I could see through the window the shop is small but looks very clean and well organized. There didnt appear to be much inventory. I could tell from the window they didnt have what I was looking for and since it looks like they just have one of each hat I'm assuming they dont carry different sizes which is sad because not everyone has the same size head.