If you live anywhere in the NE corner of the United States, you might have heard legends of an amazing record store called Jerry’s. It’s this huge, dusty, eclectic place that’s full of thousands upon thousands of records – everything from blues to spoo – and it’s one of the last stores of its kind in the country. Most of the records cost around $4 (seriously). It’s a wonderland that I’m lucky to live somewhat close to.
I’ve discovered some of my favorite albums there, lost gems from the 50s through the 80s. But on this latest trip, I discovered something else…
There’s an entire section devoted to kind of crappy records that have good covers! So I picked up this gem for just $3.
Mondrian dresses, white ankle boots, fantastic knits… heaven.