Style without substance: a collection of totally mindless ramblings, stemming from an assumed sense of personal authority which I seem to have gathered over the years.
Sunday, 10 October 2010
"It's Not Vintage, Stupid, It's Second Hand"
I guess this is somewhat of an Ode.
After a year of being in Manchester I eventually sourced the most fantastic second hand shop. Boasting rails and rails of unwashed, un-organized and unpretentious cast offs, none of which are more than £3, it provides a refreshing oasis amidst the generally over-priced and over-hyped 'vintage' outlets in the Northern Quarter. A proper thrift shop, ran by a delightfully Mancunian ladette, pervaded by a musty odorous fug of damp, stale perspiration and the eighties. Heaven.