Old People Can Party, Too

I was looking at my pitchers (that is not a misspelling, it is the correct Texas way to write the word “pictures”). I realized I had not updated about our visit to the grand opening party at The Vintage Factory last Saturday night. The teenagers did grace us with their presence. That was a comfort, because my husband and I felt really old in that crowd. Having the kids made us feel a little more legitimate.

The Vintage Factory had some exceptional buys for us. Not only do they sell vintage clothing, but the artists alter some of the clothing to make it more appealing to young folks. I snagged a vintage bag and a red silk kimono that was the “real deal. Together they cost $30. My husband found several vintage shirts, our teenager got some t-shirts and his guest even found a t-shirt. I bought the shirt for the boy, and earned the comment, “You’re the aunt I never had.” Probably a lucky thing for him.

The music was, as expected, not quite to our taste. I thought the first band that played was in the process of tuning their instruments, but it turned out that sound was “music” and I didn’t recognize it. But, how should I know? I’m old. I thought music had a tune. I sound like my mother when The Beatles got popular. The young lady who played later was more to my liking; her songs had words and a tune. In fact, I enjoyed it well enough to start a tip jar for her.

Later we went to one of our favorite eateries in Deep Ellum,
Café Brazil (2815 Elm St., Dallas Texas. Phone: 214-747-2730 Hours: Sun-Wed 7am-Midnite, Thurs-Sat 24 hrs). I had what I always get: Chicken Zapata: “”Grilled Chicken Breast smothered with Bell Peppers, Onions, Homemade Chipotle Sauce and Melted Jack Cheese, topped with Avocado and Tortilla Strips, served with Chipotle Rice, Mixed Greens and Ranch Dressing.” I never get tired of it.

The stock at Vintage Factory rotates regularly, so I’m looking forward to my next trip (there will be another). Too bad you weren’t at the party. But, you can at least see the pitchers.


“Party Down” at The Vintage Factory

I’m not sure I’ve ever been a “party animal,” but I’m going to give it a try this weekend. I’m hoping that our teenager and a friend will join my husband and me so that we won’t feel too out of place.

For those in the Dallas, TX area who like vintage clothing, this Saturday, February 24th, offers an opportunity to shop AND party at one of the most prestigious vintage stores in Dallas. The Vintage Factory, located at 2701 Main Street, is having a Grand Opening Sale from 4-9 p.m. They promise live music by the bands Romp Almighty and Couture, free drinks, and free “schwag” (which means “giveaways” to those of us who don’t speak the current language).

Though I haven’t been there, I’m looking forward to the opportunity. I asked if old people were welcome if they brought teenagers and money, and was told that “all ages are welcome.” I’m not sure the music will be exactly familiar to me, but I won’t be asking, “Do y’all know any Sinatra?” I expect the teenagers, if they deign to grace us with their presence, will love it. I’m expecting an interesting experience if nothing more. Maybe I’ll find some awesome article of clothing that will actually fit me. I’ve noticed that many of the vintage stores have clothing for the tiny people, but nothing for women who have “gently matured.” That means I do not have a wasp-like waistline.

The Vintage Factory is a new expanded storefront for Counter Culture, which is an internationally known on-line vintage shopping experience. They are recognized for their vintage t-shirts and re-constructed vintage labels. The Vintage Factory offers 10,000 square feet of this shopping experience.

The Dallas Morning News claimed that The Vintage Factory is “filled with untouched gems just waiting to be found.” I think they liked it, because the final word on the place was “Score.”

If you want to score some vintage finds and party in Deep Ellum, I’ll see you at the Vintage Factory this Saturday.


Dolly Python, Slither In and Shop

Here is a slideshow of the treasures at Dolly Python, in Dallas.


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