So that day finally came, the day what rumoured to be the biggest sale of the decade happened – the Angels sale (http://www.angels.uk.com/sale.html). Me and a few friends of mine were struggling to wake up at 6 on a Saturday morning to travel all the way to North Wembley for it – we of course cannot miss out on such an experience. It was fun to see how all of the sudden the overground train got so busy on a Saturday morning at very early time, almost everybody on the train were heading to the same place. We got there at probably a quarter to eight and people were running from the station to the place to get ahead in the queue. Very funny.
Turned out it was not funny at all. The queue was already massive, and there were stories of people showing up from 3 in the afternoon the day before with sleeping bags and chairs to be the first ones to enter the “sacred house”.
However, the massive queue outside and the freezing weather was nothing comparing to the scene inside. It was total madness. Think food fight in a Nazi camp and you should get pretty much of the picture. Too bad I couldn’t bring the camera inside but I think you could see some photos on the site above.
There were three rooms: the 60’s-70’s-80’s and theatre costumes, the uniforms and the 20’s-30’s-40’s. The last one is the fanciest, although a lot of the cool stuff are in pretty bad conditions. The uniforms are totally cool with massive army boots and coats. But people were pushing too much and the clothes were absolutely filthy which just made us sneezing all the time so we were so reluctant to dig in, although I can’t deny that I’m happy with what I came out with. Will show them off in a later post.
The sun was lovely and I was hoping to get some cool street style stuff at the place, but people were dressing to fight – they understand what they were getting themselves into, definitely not another fashion show. Although I believe not all of them got it very clear though.
But they were still pretty close to the head of the queue. There were people queuing miles away and I don’t know if they actually got in before the sale closed.
But like I said, the experience itself was something worth knowing. And for people who came out with enough clothes to fill up two wardrobes – all for the price of a nice coat – it was definitely worthit to go through hell to get to The Clothes Heaven.
Enjoy your weekend, nx