On Yucca, between Ivar and Vine is the coolest block you have never been to. Lost & Found is made up of six unique stores each with their own individual style and personality.
See, six store fronts. I wasn’t lying. One person (Jamie) owns and operates all of these. Some of the stores remain locked and you have to ask to get into it. So it’s like “Hey, can you let me in the men’s store?”
Jamie travels the world to find brands that doesn’t exist in most stores. This is the men’s store. It makes the J-Crew Liquor store look like Filenes Basement.
This is the “Gift” shop. If you want to be your niece or nephews favorite aunt or uncle you can be sure to find the never re-gifted present here.
You like beads? This chair is made out of every single bead made in this year.
I’m really good at taking pictures. (Dedicated to my dead Cannon G10, 2008-2011, rest in pieces)
The home store can make your kitchen swagger shine harder than other Ikea filled kitchens. Also original artwork is shown in every store. If you like Sage Vaughn then you must love all of these.
Another reason you are reading this is because of these. Michele Keeler discovered this incredible terry cloth weavers in Turkey and she makes the best towels and bath mats of all time.
These don’t exist in many stores in the U.S. and they stores they are in are sold out every time they are delivered. That’s Michele showing how massive they are.
If you ever wondered how Gwen Stefani’s kid was so well dressed.. well… Jamie is the reason.
The woman store is girl favorite.
Sometimes you can’t tell what’s art or what’s clothes. A former stylist Jamie Rosenthal’s eye is better than that big one in the Lord of the Rings.
Lost & Found had these last summer, the natural indigo dyed bags, you will find knock offs in many stores this summer, but Jamie had them first.
I asked “What is your version of a Birkin bag?” and she showed me these.
This surfboard is amazing. I want one.
Happy Independence day! If you see the cowboy samurai cop ask him “if he likes apples“… when he responds “what?” yell, “I WAS TALKING TO THE HORSE!”