Randomly, Berka took us to his friends apartment in Harlem today. His friend (Nick the stylist) is moving to LA and was purging his vintage frocks and shoes that he saved from photo shoots etc...
I scored a few "Joan Clayton" pieces. My Tokyo Police Club bag was stuffed. So glad we went, Court. Hate that I didn't take a picture of him and all the goodies we left behind. O well.
p.s. this is one of my favorite vintage shirts. It has teany white bows on it.
p.s.s with jeans the vintage oxfords don't look like boats so they shall be loved!
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