farmer in the deli. northern blvd., corona. on Flickr.
Quirky name for a Corona bodega!
baked daily. on Flickr.
manganaro’s. on Flickr.
Manganaro’s. Ninth Avenue. Hell’s Kitchen.
empty esprit. on Flickr.
Esprit was such an iconic brand in the 80s, so it’s kind of sad seeing that all their US stores are closing (if they haven’t already). The brand started in the early 70s in the back of a station wagon in California, and by the 80s, the brand’s stencil effect logo was widely recognized. Esprit was also a pioneer - before they had their own stores, they created stores within department stores, creating a fully branded experience - something that is still incorporated today with many fashion brands.
Taken with Hipstamatic
Hornbecker Lens, US1776 Film
bleecker bob’s golden oldies. west 3rd street, greenwich village. on Flickr.
When I heard that the West 3rd Street record store mecca Bleecker Bob’s is due to close (fresh with rumors that a Starbucks would take its place), my heart sank a bit. The good news is that they are looking for a new location, but nothing yet.
Village Golden Oldies opened on Bleecker Street in 1968 and moved a couple of times before settling into its current location on West Third. It’s old, the floors creek, and the records span every single genre imaginable. Out of all the record stores that existed when I was in high school, Bob’s is the only one still standing (Generation is a close second, but it opened when I was already in college).
I have a few more photos that I’m going to post from this series, but here’s a look from the outside.
macy*s wooden escalator. on Flickr.
The wooden escalators at Macy’s flagship in Herald Square are something that always makes me smile. It’s a working monument to the glory days of the department store, before malls and big box retailers became the norm. Even though I live in Queens, I still prefer going to the Macy’s in Herald Square rather than going to Queens Center. The grand, old department store has so much more character and even though Macy’s is a nightmare during the big sales or over the holidays, I still love walking through the grand arcade, riding the wooden escalators, and walking up to the balcony. The other thing about these grand, old shopping emporiums is that they were so integral to the character of the cities they were a part of. If you look into the history of department stores, you will find that there were so many regional chains that are all but history. That’s a sad thing.
welcome to walmart. on Flickr.
Going to a Walmart for me is like going to a foreign country. Last night, an old friend picked us up and we went out to Long Island, somehow winding up at a Walmart. I must say there are some interesting people who wander that place at night.
real simple pop up store, bryant park. on Flickr.
Real Simple Magazine has a pop-up store over in Bryant Park overlooking the ice skating rink. Good thing I ventured over there last night, since it was closing at the end of the night. It was definitely worth a look, even though I didn’t get anything. There was a DJ spinning, a makeover station from L’Oreal, goods from Vera Bradley and The North Face, tons of books and gadgets.
Pop-up stores have become kind of a given in the city - lots of great promo tie-ins mixed in with a great branded shopping experience can totally make customers true-blue believers & loyalists.
when you are away. on Flickr.
I was in the Meatpacking District this week for a small corporate photo shoot, and on the way back I saw this chair in the window of Anthropologie at Chelsea Market. The saying on the chair made me think of my friend Jen who passed away a few weeks ago.
My name is 
