Ella Bleu caters to people who know people. God forbid you go in there in jeans and a t-shirt. I found out about this store as a result of hunting for Babylegs’ retailers in Denver. It’s like Laura Ashley meets Crabtree and Evelyn meets Anthropologie, but more expensive. I was thoroughly ignored when I visited, and I gave them ample time to greet me as I maneuvered myself through the place. The ladies were much too busy gabbing with one another to waste their time with me. Sadly, I can’t completely trash this place because they did have some very cute stuff. Unfortunately, I don’t think I was(or ever will be) chic enough to buy it.