If you see Banana Republic at the mall and wonder why it has such an odd name when it's a Gap knockoff, I feel sorry for you. Bless your heart, you are a style baby. Here's the skinny; It actually used to be an outpost for buying "travel and safari" clothing. The catalogs were exciting to read; shopping at the store felt like an expedition. It had a ceiling that looked like a blue African sky, and you might have found a tent set up just waiting for you to return from a day of hunting (for the perfect leather bag, perhaps) or a jeep crashing through the wall (because shopping is an adventure). I've been looking for a while online for someone else who loved this store and maybe had a catalog or two. Then I happened upon this: Abandoned Republic. Your travel guide for the site is Scott Adams who has quite a collection of catalogs, stories, and photos.
The store started out selling military surplus from around the world and was creative and original until it was swallowed up by a giant homogenous corporate entity whose one goal seems to be to have everyone dress alike and kill variety and any spirit of adventure...fashion or otherwise. I'm a little bitter, can you tell? When I pass the new store at the mall, I have to turn my head.
A moment of silence please for creativity and originality.
|The Housewife in Mexico|
Everything you ever wanted to know is available on the Abandoned Republic site including where to find resellers of your favorite safari jacket or hiking boots. Here are a few photos to whet your appetite for your web trek.
Bon Voyage Style Adventurer!