Mambo

Whoever thought the Paul Frank shop would close down? I thought he was my friend? But he left with nary a goodbye, just a 90 percent off sale. For that similar coastal sunny spirit, go to Mambo, which likewise is in choppy economic waters. The Islington branch having closed down, we can but assume that this cavernous store’s final days can not be long in coming. It is huge. HUGE! And what does it sell? Beachwear. Yes, that’s right. Now, I have bought some good t-​shirts from here, but I tend to wear them in the summer. How does this shop survive the rest of the year? Well, my friends, there’s this thing called snowboarding, and some chaps and chapettes like to look good while they’re snapping their thighs like twiglets and suffocating on powder. But honestly, move to a smaller shop, cos i get creeped out hearing my own echoing footsteps while trying to buy a Rambo t-​shirt that has one letter different, confusing sly for ever.