This was a good thing for San Francisco—dressing up was okay. That’s why a lot of stores in the Haight could get in on it, and we really built itup.You could move to the neighborhood in those days. It was a community. We had the best club, the best bar—Night Break—we had a bowling alley, and a movie theatre, couple places you could buy drugs, and everybody was happy in the Haight.
And right when I was moving, around ’89, a lot of people were saying "you’re lucky you’re getting out now." Why? I said. Crack, they said.Well people found me, and I had a reputation. Bit by bit, costumey stuff crept in. Sunglasses, masks, boas, petticoats. So what made me different from other stores?
I had a good eye and I applied a costume eye to it. I wasn’t just the vintage store where you could buy a '50s dress, but also you could say, "oh, I need some fishnets, I’ll get some fishnets, too". So I became the “wacky Woolworth’s”. I was able to appeal to a lot of different kinds of people.The year I moved to Nob Hill in 2004 was when I decided to change my name to Costume Party.
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