Starting next week I'll be in D.C. for an internship, so I want to wear my "teenager clothes" (as Mommy calls them) as much as possible. Most of my stuff is still packed up in the garage--my dad keeps knocking over my boxes with his car, ugh--but I went through a bit today for a quick inventory.
I accumulated a lot this year, I must admit. Mostly it's my own selfish materialism, but I think my wonderful location is to blame, as well. Philly is only a 25-minute train ride away, and though no one on the Main Line will ever say anything positive about the Septa, it's really not that bad as public transportation goes.
Every time I went to South Street, I found something wonderful. This one place, I *think* it's called Siglo Accessories, was where I found my current two favorite pairs of earrings. I purchased my over-the-knee black suede boots from Barefeet Shoes (or Barefoot, sorry I'm bad with store names) fall semester. When I went back in the spring, I found my current obsession: a great pair of gladiator sandals.
I had a hard time choosing, but ultimately I went for brown. I can't say how much I love these shoes--comfy and stylish, how rare. I'd never pair it with such a blah denim mini-skirt though--my favorite outfit has been the sandals, with red matte Banana Republic shorts, dangly gold leaf earrings, and a sea-green kurta with red-orange beading at the neck I got from Pakistan. Ugh I wish I had a picture, I promise you it's cute.
However, it wasn't just the allure of Philadelphia that resulted in me buying so many things. Often times I didn't have to go any further than the town of Bryn Mawr! As far as college towns go, to most people, Bryn Mawr isn't really the coolest place...lots of antique shops. To me though, it's a terrific town. I've been to a few fancy restaurants in Philly but for my money nothing beats the Greek place by the train station. Seriously, GO THERE.
While the Greene Street on South Street is definitely better than the Bryn Mawr one, my favorite consignment store is Piccadilly Court, also by the train station. My mom hated it when she came, complaining about the smell, but hey! That gives a thrift store character, and legitimacy. I haven't gotten any clothes there, it's pretty hard to find things in my size, though I have two scarves, a ring, and my favorite, a watch.
Before I got this watch, I basically just wore this superfantastic silver Dior watch every time it matched an outfit. I really recommend having two different types of watches, I personally enjoy being able to tell the time while being coordinated with the rest of whatever look I'm going for. Haha I wonder how lame that sounds :PAnyway, I don't know much about the company, but my thrift store watch is a ladie's wind-up Elgin watch. I did a bit of research, it's a fairly old company and I think they've stopped making watches so it's pretty cool to own one, I guess. At least the saleslady said that, she was very excited when talking about the watch.
I think my favorite thing about it is the ticking noise--it does get a bit annoying having to re-set the time almost every day and wind it back up, but for some odd reason I find that tick deeply comforting. Good sound to hear while taking a vicious final, I think. I don't know if the left picture shows it very well, mostly I put it because it's one of the few pictures I've enjoyed of myself haha.
I cropped an ad from 1948 (featuring Rosalind Russel, very exciting) to try to find a better picture. Mine is the very last one. I have pretty small wrists, so as you can see from the Me picture, the watch falls down a bit. The woman at the store suggested going to a jeweler and having it fitted properly to stay at my wrist, but I kind of like the effect of it being like a loose thin bracelet. Eh, I don't know. Thoughts?
Aww I'm definitely going to post more, I forget how fun and cathartic this is.
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