During last weekend I visited several places around Cihangir - pretty bohemian quarter of Istanbul with a lot of internationals, where I could finally hear mostly English (note: will have to hang around there much more!).
My classy heart full of 40s, 50s and 60s emotions that would love to owe a nostalgia shop, just as Gil Pender, was flitting. Even overpriced old craps (as one of my Turkish friends named it) those shops of Cihangir offer, they are eyes pleasing and next time, i certainly need to spend there more time, possibly money and (note no.:2!) to bring a good camera.
Yeah, vintage! I just wanna become a Bond's girl of Istanbul... will look for aqua turtleneck, I already have some Russian features anyway.
So what is vintage in my new house? Unfortunately, nothing yet. But I plan and want. Besides cardboard box of my new fridge that became a temporary coffee table, noting more hipster-ish. Need to progress in relations, need to progress at work, need to progress in my wardrobe and in my flat-decoration. Credit caaaard, where are you when I need you?! I know where - waiting for a working permit to be issued by Ankara's I-donno-whom. Oh, if those people know how much I need it now...
Vintage, will be posting about it certainly much more!
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