On Wednesday a failed trip to the Ventura Flea Market (due to the Ventura County Fair being set up) ended up giving us a whole day to wander the beautiful Ojai, CA.
They say that Ojai has a spiritual vortex within its hills, which is why it's such a peaceful retreat and everybody is so creative and kind. Even just the drive through the mountains to get to the town is stunning with the trees and all of the cottage-like houses lining the roads.
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| Vest: Lennon Closet, Shorts: Goodwill, Blouse: Love Story, Shoes: Doc Marten, Jewelry: handmade necklace and tibetan rings/bracelet. |
One of the shops I stopped in was Fig, what looked like merely a gated alleyway between shops from the street. What began as an ivy wall with handmade ceramic sculptures lining the wall led to a back room with ladder shelves and basically everything you could ever want in your home. Hanging air plants, cute paper place mats, fragrant oils and handmade jewelry from the locals, and dainty dreamcatchers.
Next was the Lennon Closet, a thrift store in the Rainbow Bridge Market shopping center. During this trip I found a beaded dark grey felted wool vest. I walked by thinking, "I haven't worn a vest since freshman year, I'm so not a vest girl anymore..." but it kept catching my eye, and of course, I put it on and was obsessed. There went my cash (it was only $18, a sweet deal in fact), but it was a good investment. Always call your clothes an investment, because they are, not always monetarily but definitely for self-expression and joy.
Along with their consigned clothing, they also house local jewelers' pieces, including Wild Honey. Their selection of stone rings and bracelets, along with scarves from India and other unique finds, blows me away every time.
Our last stop of the day was on the way out. We took a quick right turn into what used to be an abandoned gas station, and currently the super hipster and amazing Shop Summer Camp. It looked like I had walked into a Wes Anderson film, where perhaps a lumberjack and avid crafters had lived for a while. Connected to a framing shop (they had the most beautiful wood selection!) the other way to get inside was by walking under a huge lifted glass and wood car shop garage door. Can that be my front door when I get a house please? Everything about this store was magic.
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