Admittedly, my personal vintage clothing obsession peaked in early 2000.
But during the decade leading up to that, I scoured Pont de Vanves in Paris for silk slip dresses and authentic French camouflage; retraced as many of Kate Moss’ steps as possible in London to find the perfect quilted burgundy velvet jacket; rifled through stacks of dead-stock gems at Screaming Mimi’s in NYC; scored a black faux fur coat at a Harvard Square street fair that made all my Hasty Pudding Club gal-pals swoon; and plunked down $250 (on multiple occasions) for more clothing, bags and costume jewelry than I could carry at a modest, now-long-gone outpost in Wyomissing, Pennsylvania.
I have purged my ever-expanding wardrobe of most of these once-beloved treasures, but this Aquascutum wool plaid cape is one of the few pieces that remains. As many of you know, I am definitely a cape girl, but there’s something particularly timeless about this one, with its split personality – part genteel British schoolgirl, part wayward VOGUE fashion editor (only one of which applies to my personal history).
So why, then, a vintage post, besides wanting to celebrate my green plaid cape, procured at that tiny aforementioned shop in my Pennsylvania hometown?
Well, back in November, I was the editor of the debut issue of The Seen, a style-focused spin-off of The Village Voice, and one of our features was a guide to the five NYC vintage stores with something for everyone (written by Natasha Foo). And, since the demographic of that one-off issue is quite different from the Anchors & Sirens demographic, it seemed like the perfect gem to share with my like-minded, live-life-fabulously readers (you!), many of whom I know continue to rejoice in discovering those one-of-a-kind prizes.
Click HERE to check out the shops!