Snow's clothes were undeniably modern, and yet, I felt there was a sense of faraway, foreign dreaminess imbued in the patterns. The sixties were a period of discovery. Women were demanding rights (and still are). The era was an explosion of colors, breaking fast the monotone binary. And in the storefront, I felt the spirit resurge. The dedication to breaking the mold was like a palpable force inside the small Bowery store. In a way, it felt like the sixties had swung by.

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