This is Fiona here posting my favourite [murmur] story. This story, taken from the Augusta and Nassau intersection, talks about a girl who on one of her ritualistic family excursions down Augusta Ave, fell in love with a poncho she saw outside a store called Casa Lisboa. After begging her mom to buy this poncho and admitting to her that she really wanted to be like one of the cool kids who also wore ponchos, her mom ended up buying her (Angela, the daughter) a burgundy poncho while the sister received one with a bumble bee pattern. Every family excursion after that, both Angela and her sister wore their ponchos proudly while walking down Augusta Ave.
Soon after hearing this story, our group went on a mission to find Casa Lisboa and see if they still sold burgundy and bumble-bee patterned ponchos. Not only did we end up going the wrong direction, running into the wrong store and finding ourselves in an awkward conversation with the wrong store clerk about burgundy ponchos …but in all this confusion what I think we really ended up doing was creating our own little narrative in response to the one we had heard. This to me made the story really stand out. We eventually did find Casa Lisboa (it was right infront of the green ear! DUH!) where we ended up talking to the store clerk about his sales of ponchos some 30 odds years ago, and how the majority of his sales now have translated to soccer jersey (see picture)
Quite an adventure I must say!
Cheers
Fiona
1 comment:
I really loved the poncho story too... the tactility of clothing often makes it very easy to relate to stories about special clothes...
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