#accidentalparty

Yesterday evening Petra and me were on our way from Washington Square Park to Magnloia’s Bakery in the West Village but never made it there. That was because we stumbled into Hamlet’s Vintage, a fantastic store full of real vintage clothes, every piece unique and special. Turned out the guys in there had a party going on. Mysteriously a glass of Prosecco materialized in my hand which was constantly refilled. Music from the 70′s was roaring out of the loudspeakers and people of all kinds where trying on clothes they would have probably never tried on elsewhere, including the dog. Later on, they played Salsa and everyone was dancing and having fun. Including the dog. It was what I call a real New York evening.