Clever Alice

It keeps moving around and I keep following it. My friend and I got to the most recent pop-​up during the last two hours (as predicted by the staff; what can I say, we get busy), and still found some great stuff (Chicago designers, Italian boots) without spending a fortune, and everyone was extremely focused on us as we tore through the racks on a 45-​minute deadline involving the return of my friend’s husband and sons from the record store half a mile away. I haven’t left such a mess behind me in a small space since occupying my room in high school. I seem to have dedicated an old alley-​rescue rocking chair in the living room to stuff from this place because I want easy access to it and I like the memory of buying it. So guests sit on the floor.