When was it the last time you actually found a decent vintage piece in a local thrift store?
If you live in Greece, I bet the bitter answer is never. Unless that is, you had an upper class elegant grandma (mine was the village baker and best cook ever) who endowed me with tons of spiritual goods but an Ungaro skirt was not one of them.
Now you'll get the chance I also grabbed last night, to walk in parties and make believe streetstyle parades with velvet Givenchy jackets, classic Chanel twin sets, forest green scale leather coats, and why not your very first Celine bag. All that swag in McArthur Designer Outlet Athens courtesy of A.N.G.E.L.O Vintage till November the third.
The more the merrier, the sooner the better and or related proverbial wisdom gratis distribution from me and my insatiable consumerism.
Happy photographer and vintage clad girl who else but Stylelove.
As for me, I consciously chose to dress like a laundry bag because Phoebe Philo said so.
Sad thing is I am only a teacher so I can afford the legit copies from Zara.