What Goes Around Comes Around

Rumor has it that this vintage store only opens its doors on a private basis and mostly only for Hollywood. So I was excited to be allowed in – visions of classic culled vintage masterpieces at affordable prices danced through my head.
What they actually offered was rack after rack of:
— pea-​coats in varying states of duress
— leather jackets in varying condition
— vests that felt like they were from the ‘70s Penney’s catalog
— jean jackets that I wouldn’t have even worn in high school
— a few bins of belts that resembled salvation army bins
Not one thing that you could walk out and think, wow, this was a real find.
WGACA really felt like a bargain-​basement experience. The rumors about Hollywood must be of stylists buying for period pieces en mass — i.e. «We need 40 Levi’s jean jackets for the James Dean biopic.» — and not of cool Hollywood-​types stopping by to add a piece or two to their personal collections.
WGACA did not live up to my imagined boutique of classics — where you could throw down $ 500 and walk out with a few Steve McQueen outfits. That said, I certainly know who to call if Lucas asks me to help outfit «Raiders of the Lost Ark XVIIIICMCXMII.»