Shag - I came across this little gem the other day on my walk home from a casting. Well, actually, I've been eyeing off this treasure trove since my second day in Sydney when I passed it on a bus, sweaty little palms pressed against the window, slack jawed and wide eyed.
Over the following weeks i admired it from afar, trying to convince myself it would be just like all the other over-hyped, over-priced second hand stores that try to pass themselves off as worthy candidates for my hard earned moolah.
But, I am happy to say, I was not disappointed!
Although I didn't buy anything from this store (round of applause please), the gorgeous interiors alone were utterly satisfying for my world-weary eyes.
You kind of feel like you're entering into someone else's (amazing, out of this world) living room-cum-wardrobe when you step through the beaded curtain.
Clever shelving in rich colours really make the jewel-toned vintage pop to the extent where you just want to crawl into; and become part of the gorgeous tapestry of each rack.
Conglomerates of costume jewellery sparkle like Vegas in well lit cabinets while shoes of every shape and colour line the walls and invite you to step in and take them for a spin.
As cliched as it sounds, I really did feel like a kid in an old-school candy shop.
Liquorice allsorts + giraffe print boots + a bag of boiled lollies please!
Well worth a visit next time you're on Oxford street.
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