The tag on this dress says it all: "Best Winter Dress"
outside the gates of donut heaven
the dressing room, I could cuddle up on this rug.
this bow=perfection
the front window
genius display
(I should qualify that statement...Best Morning Ever Even Though It Was Without Benjamin.)
Saturday mornings are usually reserved for cleaning. But I woke up to the sun shining through the windows, and I knew I had to get out of my apartment, and fast. I had to make it to the post office on Meserole before one (I love this post office, but my friend says it's gross and depressing).
I found a new little boutique called Old Hollywood on the way. The shop is adorable, the duena Iris is a total hoot (her girly-friend Tiffany opened the place a little over a month ago), and the prices on really great vintage are completely fair (take that! other vintage stores in Williamsburg). I was quaking in my boots (mostly because of the donut and coffee I had from my favorite bakery, Peter Pan) with excitement for this fantastique new place. Yay ladies! Now if I could just move in to the boutique I would be one happy girl.
There is a great selection of vintage jackets, handbags, shoes, and clothing mixed with really awesome jewelry, a lot of which looked like it had been repurposed vintage. All of this in the cutest setting ever.
