I don't care how old you are, there is (and always will be) something intrinsically exciting about finding a secret little place tucked away in an odd corner of town that none of your friends seem to know about.
You half wonder if anyone's ever found it before. Maybe you're the first? But it's so well established it must be turning over business... the whole thing gives it a magical quality and makes every future trip there a little bit entrancing.
Fallow is one of those places. Stowed away at the top of an odd little staircase in the Valley, one must push through the big, black, antler-handled door to reach the dark and secretive interior. Wooden floorboards, exposed brick walls and a lack of natural light give you the feeling you've stepped into the den of an aspiring Bond villain. 
The store offers a range of clothing, jewellery, accessories and 'curiosities' all sleek, stylish and in mostly monochromatic tones.
Fallow, for fellow noir lovers and neos. 
