Adepto vestri simul stercore
Thursday, June 05, 2008
There's no reason for anyone who lives within busing distance of Haight Street's Wasteland vintage clothing store to ever buy any new garment except socks and underwear.
The deportment of the store's employees matches its tasteful and restrained facade. The clothing, shoes, and miscellaneous items inside are chosen carefully and artfully displayed.
It's the perfect place to get that new old grey fedora to go with your new, used Doc Martens, which, somehow, magically, fit perfectly.
You'll be the envy of all the other accountants in the office, I can assure you.
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