I have a favorite vintage store down the street from my place in Hoxton, called Paper Dress Vintage (sorry Vancouver, I have to say, in the vintage department, London has it all over you). I often pop in on my way home from work if they're open late (which appears to be only on a whim, not a regular basis). I've found some great pieces from the '60s, '70s, and yes, even '80s here (PS, it makes me feel old to say '80s is vintage).

On Thursday night as I walked home, there was a large crowd spilling out of Paper Dress, swilling champagne, and huge spotlights were placed on the sidewalk, facing the storefront. It was Paper Dress' first year anniversary at this location, and they were throwing a huge celebration. As I passed the windows, I had to stop and stare for a few minutes: there were three women in vintage dresses, with elaborate 1940s style hairstyles and makeup, posing in the window, loud music blasting. Then, ever so slowly, they started to shimmy out of their dresses...it was a burlesque storefront! Genius!

It reminded me of a time a few years ago when Edy I were speeding up Kensington Church Street on his motorbike and passed a hat store which had a naked man posed ever so seductively in the shop window, with a hat concealing his...ahem.

Saucy storefronts. Must be a London thing.