Chez Mamie
Hidden behind a small front minuscule, and not really exciting, there is a veritable Ali Baba's cave. Do not go to the radius of ready-to-wear for grandmother. Just the opposite. A graceful woman, class, and fired four pins you up at the shop looking for an apartment, overworked smalls things, which we discovered, the time of an inspection, a world very different from our twenty-first century colours McDonalds.
On the shelves (suitable for transfer under the weight of the jewellery) sit enthroned bracelets, necklaces, ribbons, and various nodes chiffoneries of all kinds.
Skimpis in these few square metres, a landmark move, still preserved in the mountains of clothing, which leads us to a small spiral staircase (very dangerous:… admittedly). Direction the basement, otherwise known as paradise spree/product/63/shoes.html">shoes. Escarpins cherry red, green apple, lemon yellow, or even all three at once, nothing found, only one goes there with your hands, one looks, it snoops, before displaying the smug smile of women filled.
It went up the small staircase (very dangerous:… admittedly), breath, (smokers would recognize) for finally walking again a staircase (yes snail, but this time much less dangerous than the first…), leading to the 1st floor : the ultimate stage, the climax of all this effort: the clothes, fripées to perfection, with penchant claimed for years 30 to 50...
Evening dresses, vintage coats and jackets for the more timid, plunging cleavage for others, pants, skirts, shorts, peas, stars, frous-frous, tulle, taffeta, chiffon, silk, for the lucky ones.
Prices may be a little excessive at times, but however, a new experience and a trip to the country of crazy retro ... And then the scuffle Saturday afternoon at H&M, you're fed up with, right?
