FYI: This is a bit of a long post so be warned.
We were down in a small corner of the Pacific Northwest, near Bellingham WA. We go there almost every year and love it. I've posted a few vacation photos at the end of this, just so they don't get in the way of thrift finds.
First off, a great big THANK YOU to 1oftheCoolKids! He definitely is cool. We weren't going to make it down to his stomping grounds in Seattle so he drove up not once, but twice, to Bellingham, and we hit the thrifts together. His kindness and generosity in the stuff he found (and gave me) and the techniques and advice he shared was extraordinary. 'nuff said!
It was interesting to see how Value Village and Goodwill are run compared to the ones in my town. We (my family) also hit up a Buffalo Exchange (which we don't have) and picked up some everyday wear.
So, on to the finds...
Vintage LL Bean bomber jacket with sheepskin lining. I saw some "vintage" ones online but none with this label. The leather is in mint condition but there are a few holes (maybe moths?) in the cuffs and waist band.
PRL Safari shirt with belt.
LL Bean chinos. Woolrich herringbone hunting pants
Belts. From the top, no name ladies, Coach, Trafalgar, Tony Lama's with scorpion buckle
Ties, some to flip, some to keep. From left, vintage BB Makers, Stefano Ricci, Dolce & Gabbana, Kiton, Hermes, Charvet, Charvet, Duchamo, Viyella, Austin Reed
Now, finds for for me...
Two vintage (mid/late-1960s) SCs. Red one is 3-roll-2 with big MOP buttons; Blue herringbone has hacking pockets and a ticket pocket.
A few shirts (the first 2, along with the pants) courtesy of 1ofTheCoolKids. Top down, Massimo Dutti (linen), Troglodyte Homunculus, Jack Spade, Jack Spade, Wings & Horns westpoint chinos.
Bellingham, WA has some of the best used bookstores I've ever seen. I am on a noir kick so picked a few up, along with some others.
Craig Rice was a pseudonym for Georgiana Ann Craig. The Lucky Stiff is from 1945 and reads like The Thin Man - lots of cocktails and snappy dialogue. Great descriptions of clothing, the women's in particular, especially since a key plot point has to do with a woman's outfit. It included this great line:
He examined his clothes and made up his mind that when he located the man who'd thrown the bomb, he would stick him for the price of a new Finchley suit and a Sulka tie.
Finally, vacation pictures...
We drove, roundtrip, almost 2,800 miles. We stayed in a friend's cabin right in the shadow of Mt. Baker, a mostly dormant volcano in the North Cascades chain. The mountain dominates the landscape and can be seen from Victoria and Vancouver in British Columbia, and in the northwest corner of the state.
We always head up to a look-out, Artist's Point, to see the mountain and it's neighbour, Mt. Shuksan. The lookout has held several world's records for Most Annual Snowfall. These next pictures were taken 7 days ago. The road to the point had only been cleared of snow the week before.
Finally, we were only 45 minutes from the coast. We went whale watching one afternoon. We travelled through the San Juan Islands out a bit into the Straight of Juan de Fuca. Just that morning a family of transient orcas (killer whales) had killed a 30 foot mike whale and were feeding on it (the minke whale was submerged). We watched them feed and play for over an hour. The naturalist with us also put a microphone into the water and we heard them calling to each other.