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Alice in Wonderland (PART 1)

I feel like a cross between Sarah Jessica Parker and Alice in Wonderland, with a little urban hippie thrown in for good measure. Since 8am this morning, Cape Town's city centre has been my oyster and let's just say I'm making the most  it...

My first stop was AFRAID OF MICE, a curated vintage wonderland that describes itself with the line: "the clothes you wish your mother had kept for you"... Located at 88 Long Street, Afraid of Mice has been featured in Elle and often gets raved about in the blogosphere. I was so keen to try on this little gem myself, that I made it the first must-see on today's vintage shopping hit list. I wasn't disappointed...

Picked up a truly drool-worthy pair of high waisted denim-look wool trousers by Christopher Strong, that make me feel like a fashionista rather than a fashion victim.

The next few stops on Long Street (Second time around, Journey, MeMeMe and Milk) were accompanied by a very happy buzz, not sure if it was my new trousers or the caffeine in my blood stream courtesy of YOURS TRULY a fab coffee spot (175 Long Street) that was recommended to me as the perfect place for my morning latte by @Laxy29. Whatever the reason for the added bounce in my Audrey Hepburn inspired ballet flats, I'm pretty sure that Yours Truly will see me, as their pay off line says, " same time tomorrow".

Another place I will be paying a follow up visit to is STILL LIFE (229c Long Street, Shop3 Victoria Mall, Hout Bay & Shop 104 Cape Quarter, Green Point). Great unique prints, colourful graphics and a sophisticated eye for detail makes Still Life's decor bits and bobs really special. Check out the blog (http://stilllife-decorestore.blogspot.com) to see why I am seriously considering schlepping a ceramic vase, a pair of lampshades and a scatter cushion or two home with me via Mango. I think a souvenir with a bunny print would be a fitting memento of my journey down the rabbit hole of Cape Town's city centre. Just in case I don't have the balls to attempt carting ceramics as hand luggage I bought a couple of quirky laser cut fridge magnets from Still Life to tide me over 'til my next trip with a bakkie.

Oh, and did I mention that  I (heart) &UNION on Bree street... You gotta love a place that runs a lunch special that includes a delicious 'meat lovers' lunch, a glass of great Sauvignon Blanc and a cup of coffee, all served by super-friendly, uber knowledgable guys in a so casual it's cool setting for only R95. And, they score points for having a section on their menu that says 'for the hippies...'

Anyways, I just polished off way to much fresh ciabatta smeared with homemade mustard, layered with parma ham, prosciutto and bresaola (think that's how you spell it) and am feeling well-fuelled for round two of my vintage shopping mission...

I'm off to find a cape, high-waisted shorts and maybe, just maybe, head back to AFRAID OF MICE for that pair of vintage tan Salvatore Ferragamo's that are calling my name. Wow, I love this city...

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