The greatest feeling I had when strolling around Camden Passage, Islington, London; where all the 'hidden jewels' of vintage fashion reside. I was amazed by all of the different varieties of vintage garments, accessories, collectibles; particularly this one...
If they really are 90 years old, then the owner of the shop should really get an award :D The sequin robe looks beautifully ancient. I didn't even bother to ask how much it worth; or at least, whether they are actually selling it.
I definitely will return to this vintage heaven another day...
... with some cash ready, of course :)
Monday, 15 February 2010
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Monday, 8 February 2010
Passenger Seat
I roll the window down
And then begin to breathe in
The darkest country road
And the strong scent of evergreen
From the passenger seat as you are driving me home
Then looking upwards
I strain my eyes
And try to tell the difference
Between shooting stars and satellites
From the passenger seat as you are driving me home
"Do they collide?"
I ask and you smile
With my feet on the dash
The world doesn't matter
When you feel embarrassed then I'll be your pride
When you need directions then I'll be the guide
For all time
For all time
And then begin to breathe in
The darkest country road
And the strong scent of evergreen
From the passenger seat as you are driving me home
Then looking upwards
I strain my eyes
And try to tell the difference
Between shooting stars and satellites
From the passenger seat as you are driving me home
"Do they collide?"
I ask and you smile
With my feet on the dash
The world doesn't matter
When you feel embarrassed then I'll be your pride
When you need directions then I'll be the guide
For all time
For all time
Passenger Seat - Death Cab For Cutie
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