I dropped by my pop-up shop space on Sunday to take some final measurements and found two lovely ladies in temporary residence, doing their own pop-up shop. The owners of Poppet Vintage and Tahir Boutique showed me their vintage wares, including this blouson Koos Van Den Akker Couture dress.
Arianna poses with a Koos that was originally $125 but now 50% off.
When I asked them to show me their favorite piece, they picked this polka-dotted Victor Costa.
Get it for $60.
I couldn’t believe my eyes when the dress was turned around to reveal … a small ass flower!
Ass flower alert!
Tuesday is the last day for the vintage pop-up shop, so if you’re in New York and like vintage, get your ass (flower) down to 48 Greenwich Avenue near Perry Street (the Union Square subway station is very close) and check out the goods. If you go between 6 PM and 8 PM, you’ll get wine and cheese, too. Just don’t forget to come back on Friday or Saturday for MY pop-up shop!
Speaking of ass flowers, during the summer, a self-described “uptight” friend of mine said I shouldn’t say “ass” on the blog. She said it would be classier if I pretended to be British and said “arse.” I’m going to offer her a compromise: I won’t change “ass” to “arse” but I will upgrade “class” to “clarse.” Does that work for everyone?
“class” to “clarse”….LMAO!
Oh Miss Wendy, I would so love to have been there, I adore vintage! Despite all efforts at ‘downsizing’, the rolling racks here at the Prepatorium remain laden with treasures from the 40’s forward. It’s an illness really, I should probably be attending some 12 Step program, “Hello, my name is Princess and I can’t stop loving vintage apparel, accessories and textiles.”
Sigh. I wish more that I could be at your pop-up shop, but I can’t. Waaaaahhh.
I know it will be fabulous, and send you big smiles and loads of good thoughts! You are just such a treasure and such a star, you’re amazing.
pa
Hugs, grins, giggles, and hopes you have a blast!
tp
My parents hate when I say the “f” word on my blog.
Hahaha… the “arse” flower is quite a touch to that dress 😛
That’s for the tip I will check it out once I go to New York in few weeks!
That poka dot dress is adorable!
Yes, I much raaaaaaahthah prefer clarse.
Hi my dear-love those vintage dresses and you are clarse personified!!
Ass flowers should NEVER exist when there’s clarse present.
Style on a String :: Because style has nothing to do with money.
LOL! I run into arses all the time LOL!
that sounds like a fair compromise 😀 although, I had no idea “arse” was classier than “ass”. where I come from “ass” is a donkey 🙂
I must parse on your invitation but look forward to photos of your pop-up. Does this make you a pop tart?
I’m guilty of using arse but was unaware that I was emulating the British. ah ha ha
ahh, what a great flower! 🙂 It’s times like these I wish I lived in NY! 🙂
You don’t swear very much at all on your blog (not compared to last year) anymore, Wendy! Please, do continue your use of “ass”.
I love the arse flower! I really wish I lived in NY and I could stop by your popup shop and see all of the goodies.
Works for me. Arse Flower just sounds clunky, so I think you’ve chosen a wise compromise.
Polka-dot dress is awesome!
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aaargggh wish i could visit your pop up shop! darn the distance.I know it will be every success!
thanks for b-day love honeyxx
marian
OMG my spam word was clarse!!
Ok, I kid.
But that would have been pretty awesome now wouldnt it! LOL
Looking forward to your pop up doll 😉
I’m really laughing! HA! Yes, Of course you can say Clarse..You’ve got clarse girl!….Love the dress too.
You made me think of a song from “Pal Joey” called “Zip” One line is –
“Zip! English people don’t say clerk, they say clark.
Zip! Anybody who says clark is a jark!” xxxx
hahahaha ass flower, clarse! I think that the meds I am taking are making me loopy, but I can’t stop giggling.
you can never have too many dresses with ass flowers on them!!! too cute!
The ass flower on the dress is very high-clarse indeed.
I can see that polka dots with knee high black boots…fab+fierce no?!
xo*
OMG! I luv this post! This is what I have been missing for a month, being out of the blogosphere because of WORKING two jobs! Well I’m happy to be back and have my daily dose of WENDY BRANDES!:))
xoxox,
Gerrri
Oh, I’m a priss when it comes to naming women’s body parts–I like bottom and breasts; anything else makes me squirm. Other profanities or obscenities: carpe diem!
Oh god. If “ass” is unklassy I don’t even want to know what she’d think of my place…
I love arse flowers! They are so clarsy! (I’m saying that with a cockney accent 😉
Omigod, that first dress… the pattern… amazingness…
Were you talking about me when you mentioned the self-described “uptight” friend?
Wait a minute . . . I’m definitely “uptight” at times, but I don’t remember telling you to pretend to be British.
Now I’m flummoxed.
Ha, my anti-spam word was WENDYB!
I didn’t know arse was clarsier than ass and I love comparing American and British English (dual carriageway anyone?)
That polkadot dress is awesome!
Koos rules! I love his more 70s stuff and even this more 80s look. He never had enough pretension to be too mainstream after the media-love-in of the 80s. Have you seen the video of him on stylelikeu? He’s adorable and committed to the outsider artist perspective. Diane Fres, Koos, and Thea Porter really made the jolie laide post-hippie vintage nightmares of my dreams.
“Clarse” reminds me of the St. Louis American accent, wherein older people say “farty” instead of forty and “harse” instead of horse. Not vurry clarsey.
Hahaha clarse!
I think ass is 100% cooler than arse.
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HA! ass flower is totally apropriate…and needs to make its way into the fashion lexicon STAT.
clarse is genius! 😀
Clarsey.
such great idea – i love the pop-shop!!! xx
Oh, my dear WendyB. You’re such a classy-ass-act, you Jezebel you! I’m laughing my very own clarse-y arse off at your well-spoken, humorous post. Well, I thought that would sound cute, but I’m not at all sure that I want my rear-end called those two odd-sounding and looking words, even if my rear-end isn’t much to look at these days.