Last Waltz
A lot of the boutique stores around here are the same. Snobby chick up front could give a shit you're in there because you're probably not going to buy anything/she's talking to her friend who sponges off her for the good discount. Not the case at The Last Waltz. The staff and owner are the friendliest people I've come across since Fancy, Schmancy (or is it Nancy Nancy now?) and Pants. The clothes are to die for, albeit a little on the pricey side. But note to thrifty people like myself: the real vintage stuff is priced fairly and in the back right corner. There's not much to the inexpensive collection, but it's enough to keep you there, poking around at all the other goodies this store hordes. If you like owls or old ashtrays or even older medicine bags, this is the place for you. Just make sure you're as nice as the lovely people who own this cute little North Capitol Hill store.
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