Hip Things in Brooklyn, 2011:
Ja, so you’ve heard. Brooklyn’s got some stuff — and I’m only talking about hip stuff. Not like stuff in, say, Brighton Beach. That’s just different.
The Civil War:
It may be 2011, but it’s still 1865 in Brooklyn. You want your your old jackets and epauletted shoulders? Check. You want your vintage nautical, railroad, hunting lodge, or Oregon Trail bars? Check. You want the British housing troops in your house? Nope — don’t got that — that was the Revolutionary War. Find a newsies hat. Find some knickers.
Blouses:
Ok, Brooklyn has blouses. Last week I went Christmas shopping for my mother. My mother was like, “I’d really like some fresh tops for ‘going out’ in.” I reassured my mom and told her not to worry. Brooklyn has some great blouses, tops, and tanks for ladies of all ages and sizes. I waltzed through Williamsburg and had every twenty year old SVA student shop girl helping me find the best tops for my mom. Big black and puffy, pirated runs, 60s prints, and criss-cross designs. It was all too much to handle. Too many blouses and tops. Merry Christmas.
Western Europeaners:
If you wanted to see a graphic design student from France wearing a blouse from 1865, come to Brooklyn. These ladies and gents are everywhere in North Brooklyn and some of the softer central neighborhoods of BK. And can you blame them? It’s like the Civil War is happening all over again and that’s rad. You can eat off a cannon ball or polish bayonets in your house and you can do it with your Spanish, French and British compatriots.
Happy New Year from Sparkle Mag.
XO,
SM
