What makes a good gas station? Is it the functional stuff, like cleaning fluid for the squeegees outside, a well-stocked convenience store and clean restrooms inside? Lakewood Texaco has all that. So do a lot of other places. But owners Issa and Lena Boueri go the extra mile. They have an elaborate stone fountain and decorative landscaping. There's a redwood fence and a matching postage-stamp deck with a wrought-iron birdbath and furniture to lounge on as you scarf your doughnut gems or scratch off your lottery tickets. They also have a great beer selection and friendly, lovely Boueri ladies behind the counter every day. In other words, any gas station will let you pay at the pump these days, but Lakewood Texaco gives you a reason to push the "pay inside" button instead.

Selection is good, prices are laudable, and the buzz hunt is pleasant. The reason? The setting. This old warehouse has lots of abused brick and mortar drips, giving it an old pub demeanor. Goody Goody Liquor Store used to be Marty's, which had been pumping the city's veins with culinary refinement since 1943. Now it smells like fresh lumber, filling the space with that barrel scent that is the Pavlov's "ding" for the wine sipper. There are aisles of vodka (a 1.75-liter vessel of Grey Goose), a dizzying array of tequilas and enough single malts to frighten Riyadh. The wine selection is broad and deep, including a section devoted to Sauternes plus a shelf dotted with wines from Greece and Austria, along with the usual suspects. There are even wines from the Republic of Georgia and a sweet sparkling wine from Belarus--a sensational inspiration for new bar drinks such as the Minsk Mind Eraser and the Sloe Belarus Tequila Popper Fizz.

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Goody Goody Liquor

Dallas has a long tradition of meaningless membership requirements, mostly because of antiquated liquor laws. But membership at REI outfitters is actually a tangible benefit. Your 15 bucks get you back 10 percent of your money at the end of the year, and they also help support REI's impressive wilderness conservation efforts. But the real benefit of REI is the selection. Not everybody needs a $600 North Face triple-layer Gore-Tex jacket, but they've got it just in case. Even better, they've got the $80 REI brand alternative. REI is also one of the only places, if not the only place, around these parts that rents good outdoor gear at decent prices. Just the fact that the store will rent you a tent you're going to use once, instead of forcing you to buy it, is enough to justify a trek to this store.

Most of the hard part of shopping has been done for you at Ahab Bowen. The clothes here have been inspected for coolness at least twice, first by the original owner and second by the store's buyers. If you find something you like, the chances of having friends and acquaintances run screaming in horror are correspondingly small. Despite the arrival of heavyweight competition in the form of "vintage" boutiques around town, this small Boll Street shop still reigns supreme atop the retro-cool heap, relying on quality instead of quantity.

Entrepreneurial sisters Kathryn and Kristin Anderson started this Soho-esque shop featuring up-and-coming designers two years ago in an old house near Uptown. The idea seems to be silky, lacy, colorful girly-girl clothes that make any damsel feel like flirting. Slip a soft shrug over a lacy camisole. Or pair a flowing tunic with embroidered vintage jeans. You'll also find one-of-a-kinds, like bolero jackets made of vintage Mexican fabrics. We're not talking work clothes here, unless your place of employment is the set of Desperate Housewives.

Designer T-shirts and their hefty price tags may confuse a certain subset of shoppers (you know the type--they're the same people who actually balance their checkbooks). Fifty-dollar T-shirts? What, are they dipped in gold? No, silly, but they are so cu-ute. Witness Cheeky tees, a line of T-shirts emblazoned with pithy sayings such as "Go Ahead and Stare," "Juicier" and "Gotta Lota Flava." We hear Jessica "Daisy Duke" Simpson is a fan of the brand. And who needs a better testimonial than that? In any case, the best place to get your Cheeky on is Mesho at Mockingbird Station. This boutique features a wide variety of other designer lines, and there's a clearance section that is rather tempting. Seriously, we almost bought a studded trucker cap just because it had a slash through the original price tag. Why? Because we have a problem. If, unlike us, the therapy you need is of the retail variety, check out Mesho. The service is friendly, and we like the dressing rooms, too.

The motto: "Think Women. Think Pink." Well, this boutique's merchandise is not necessarily pink, but it's definitely ultra-feminine underthings that any woman worth her push-up bra would appreciate. And any man who can't find a nightie or teddy here that his honey will not only adore but actually wear has been watching too many episodes of Nip/Tuck. Elegant silk nightgowns and matching robes almost look suitable for a night on the town, and lacy bras and panties from European designers leave Victoria's Secret in the dust. The "spa wear" (who knew there was such a thing?) is great for lounging around in at home. Ask owner LoriLynne Ross about setting up a private party or bridal shower.

In the fetish-inspiring shoe departments at Neiman Marcus and Nordstrom, finding glamorous, sexy, trendy or investment-worthy shoes is a breeze. But finding shoes you don't want to fling off your aching tootsies into a corner the moment you get home ain't easy. At this tiny shop tucked into the backside of Inwood Village, you'll find the biggest selection of women's Birkenstocks and Danskos in the city. Classic Birkenstocks--open-toed sandals and clunky clogs--are comfy. But this store proves that the earth-mama look has changed. In addition to the perennials, Heart & Sole has Birkenstock sandals with colors, patterns and trims that look positively trendy, in a quiet, let's-not-get-all-excited kind of way. You won't find any high heels, but some Dansko pumps and boots provide a lift without leading to foot cramps by 3 p.m. And the red patent clogs? Get in line.

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DSW Shoe Warehouse Multiple locations

There's really no denying it--the mall sucks. Who wants to max out a credit card amidst the aroma of overpriced cinnamon rolls? So what's a woman in need of clothes to do? Her best option is Emeralds to Coconuts, a clothing/accessories/gift shop that will make a girl forget about all those other bad places. Emeralds' selection is diverse in style and size, which means no worries of being a Target clone. The help is friendly and talented, proven this summer when shop girls Jessica and Ruth put together the "

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" outfit in the Dallas Observer's makeover contest. And the atmosphere is welcoming and comforting--no bad lighting or fast-food fumes. All those flouncy, folky gypsy and peasant styles clogging the pages of the fall mags? This shop has had those glad rags hanging on the racks for years. At affordable prices. Ladies, seriously, could you ask for more?

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Neiman Marcus Multiple locations

OK, it's really a small room in an office building near Mockingbird Station. But work with us here. One wall is covered with a giant photograph of a lovely beach, complete with palm trees and pristine blue water. Artwork depicting a placid whale adorns another. Ask massage therapist Marci Novak to play the CD with the ocean sounds and turn up the heat a tad. Choose your aroma of massage oil (Jasmine? Grapefruit? Coconut?). Now get down to your skivvies, listen to the waves and seagulls and relaaaaax. Novak practices a massage technique that uses slow, sweeping motions. You're remembering that trip to Maui and drifting, drifting.Before you know it, the hour is gone and you're rejuvenated and ready to head back to work. On second thought, schedule your one-hour massage ($65) at the end of the day. Go back to the office smelling like Banana Boat and your boss may ask if the surf's up.