| rev:text
| - oh, Eons, how you've spoiled me so.
I remember visiting Richard's shop when it was where Hey Betty! is now. Trying on monkey fur trimmed capes and Hungarian peasant vests. Needless to say, they know me and my chihuahua by name.
Eon's selection is amazing. Richard is a collector, a curator, a Pittsburgh god of vintage. He hand selects every piece in the shop and will not sell anything if a seam is ripped, a button or belt is missing, or if it's just stupid. He has every item laundered and pressed to perfection. Everything is a gem, and Richard will tell you a bit about where he got the piece and why its design is important.
PRICEY!?!? gawd. Everything at Eons is a bargain for the quality you are getting.
Growing up on Eons' vintage has spoiled me for any other vintage store. I hold every other one up to its standards. Thus, vintage in LA is a joke. A cruel, un-laundered, over-priced, wrinkled, moth-eaten joke of the thrift variety.
|