This morning, the Passyunk Post reported that Jillayne’s Boutique and Consignment will be opening in the former location of Addiction Boutique (the, er, questionably tasteful shop that belonged to former Mob Wives cast member Alicia DiMichele; DiMichele closed both Philly and Cherry Hill locations of Addiction to open Alicia DiMichele boutique in Marlton).
P.S.A.: Today is your last day to shop at Delia’s forever. The phone numbers for the King of Prussia, Montgomery Mall and Deptford Mall locations have all been disconnected, though the Delia’s website says the stores are open until 9pm (the Deptford mall location is open until 9:30pm).
You can try your luck and head there for rock-bottom prices and fixtures, but I’d advise against this as it would feel something like vultures picking the final bits off a dead animal. Go instead to pay your respects to the once-great bastion of tween fashion. R.I.P., Delia’s. It’s been fun.
Sad news for fans of Rittenhouse linen haven Kellijane: The boutiqueis closing its doors at 1721 Spruce Street at the end of the month. The brick-and-mortar shop will be transitioning to an appointment-only model to accommodate devoted customers and interior designers.
And while we’re certainly bummed to hear the news, it’s not all bad. We got word that they’ll be doling out major discounts for the rest of February.
Bad news: Bonne Bell Co., the beauty brand that brought us 800 Lip Smackers flavors and a bevy of shimmery eye shadows, is shuttering its doors. Cleveland.com reports that in addition to “91 employees expected to be permanently laid off,” all manufacturing and distribution operations at the facility located in Westlake, Ohio, will also close.
But if you’re an ardent Dr. Pepper Lip Smackers fan like me, you might find yourself asking: Are Lip Smackers—the chapstick that defined my youth—truly, completely done? Answer: not quite.
In surprising retail news, Gap Inc. e-boutique Piperlime has announced plans to close its virtual doors by April. Marketed as a shinier, higher-end boutique addition to the Gap powerhouse (Old Navy, Athleta and Banana Republic), the site had been experiencing a noticeable decline in the past year (including a pared-down brand selection), eventually resulting in a brand relaunch this past August. According to Bustle, “annual sales were under $100 million, which equals out to less than one percent of the company’s revenues,” leading us to believe the tiny profits just didn’t cut it for the mega-brand.
I spent the majority of my childhood wearing clothing—nay, outfits—from Hartstrings, otherwise known as the matching mecca of the free world. Everything I wore from Hartstrings came in sets. Shirts matched jumpers matched headbands matched socks. I was like a little walking panel of wallpaper, swathed head to toe in florals, or strawberries, or whales.
After years of matching, I rebelled. In sixth grade, I began poaching my dad’s jeans, lopping off a few inches at the bottom with scissors and then changing into them on the school bus.* I paired these pants—haphazardly paper-bagged on my waist with a weird rope belt—with marker-scribbled Vans and No Fear t-shirts (though, truth be told, I feared pretty much everything). I even owned a Stone Temple Pilots t-shirt, which was my prized possession for at least two years. In terms of fashion statements, it didn’t say much, but what it telegraphed was far more important to a pre-teen: “I listen to cool music” and, even better: “My parents let me go to a concert.”
Sometime during this stage, the Delia’s catalog began arriving at my house. It was like getting Moses’s stone tablets in the mail. This was the style bible, even more so than YM and Seventeen. You’d go to those magazines for very scientific quizzes that could predict whether or not your crush liked you back. You went to the Delia’s catalog to tune into the pulse of teenage fashion and culture. The styles were all very retro, but we didn’t realize that at the time.
“As a girl locked in the woods of Vermont, it was my access to mainstream America,” says my friend Jess, who now has a closet full of Chanel and Prada. “I had to have what Six was wearing. And avoid what Blossom had on.” Pause. “Wait, Six was the cute one, right?”
Buzzfeed reported Monday night that C. Wonder is closing its doors—every single one of them. The company, founded in 2011 by Tory Burch’s ex-husband Chris Burch, has been closing many its 32 locations for the past several months; the King of Prussia location is now closed.
While some of the offerings were cute—like these smoking slippers—the bright, whimsical, preppy chain always felt like a pale knock-off of Tory Burch, which I noted back when C. Wonder first announced its opening.
Denim Habit in Ardmore isn’t exactly closing, but it might as well be: The jeans-centric shop is relocating from its Suburban Square spot to … California. So, yeah, a bit of a hike. (Luckily, there’s one closer—the Marlton location is staying open.)
The store is shedding stock for its cross-country move, which means huge discounts of up to 90 percent off. (Basically free.)
Bad news for the Philadelphians who’ve relied on Superior Shoe Repair to fix their fanciest footwear: the shop is closing its doors at the end of the month.
Owner Won Song confirmed this afternoon that he would be closing up shop on December 31st. He told me over the phone that the building (1501-1505 Walnut Street) has been sold and all existing businesses were given two months’ notice to vacate. The building was bought by PREIT (who, it should be noted, also own the Club Monaco property located just next door).
For several weeks, TAKE SHOES TO BE FIXED has been on my to-do list. So when I walked by my go-to spot, Liberty Shoe Repair on 18th Street, and saw a man taping a sheet of paper onto the metal gate over the door, I was surprised.
“Wait, did this close?” I asked him.
“Two weeks ago,” he said. Then launched into a stream of curse words, all directed at Liberty’s owner, who’d suddenly closed the shop after 21 years. The man pointed to his sign: SHOE-SHINE BY JUNE (“GLASS MAN”) @ BLUE SOLE SHOES 1805 CHESTNUT (NEXT TO CONTINENTAL).