WE ARE MORE THAN A SHOP WE ARE A COMMUNITY
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New Arrivals available online
New Arrivals available online. we are doing our best to keep our merchandise fresh and flowing. we are making sure to keep our prices affordable and each piece we sell quality and long lasting.
black bralette available s/m - m/l $7
cotton bandana available in green, pink and purple $9
3 set alien post earring set $12
All items are available online
prettypennyclothing.com
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Pretty Penny
2330 elm street
Bellingham Wa. 98225
tuesday-saturday 12-6
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xo
sarah
Spring 2020 photo shoot is done!!!!!!!
Our Spring 2020 photo shoot has wrapped up.
Photographer www.sarawelchphoto.com
Hair www.guerrerohairstudio.com
Models Annabelle + Sienna
Assist Elizabeth Lambert of Blumsi www.blumsi.com
Styling/Clothing Sarah Dunbar www.prettypennyclothing.com
Location: studio at Pretty Penny
Outdoor Photos in the Fountain District Bellingham, Washington
Photos will be added to our gallery page
Vintage Lovers
A Current Affair SF/Bay Area February 29 2020
We are unfortunately unable attend the upcoming SF/Bay area show on February 29 2020 we will miss all the amazing vendors and friends. We hope to see you at the next one. love and miss you guys in the bay xoxoxo
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Ch Ch Changes....
Mmm
And my time was runnin' wild
A million dead end streets and
Every time I thought I'd got it made
It seemed the taste was not so sweet
So I turned myself to face me
But I've never caught a glimpse
How the others must see the faker
I'm much too fast to take that test
Turn and face the strange
Ch-ch-changes
Don't want to be a richer man
Ch-ch-ch-ch-changes
Turn and face the strange
Ch-ch-changes
There's gonna have to be a different man
Time may change me
But I can't trace time
But never leave the stream
Of warm impermanence
And so the days float through my eyes
But still the days seem the same
And these children that you spit on
As they try to change…