Trapped Inside A Psychedelic Wonderland… I Found My Mecca, And It Is My Delirium
Phenever I go to another city, hitting up the best vintage stores is always at the very top of my list, and the internet is, of course, the best place to get your sleuth on. My online investigations had revealed to me that My Delirium, situated in Fitzroy in Melbourne, had all the makings of a vintage goldmine. So, of course, on our first free day in Melbourne, we made our way out there.
There was just one problem: the door was locked, the lights were off, and there was no one inside. It felt like an epic tragedy. I wanted to fall to my knees, sob uncontrollably, yell “WHY?!” at the heavens, and maybe get struck by lightning, but I somehow managed to restrain myself.
It was like torture! From outside, we could see right inside this colourful, kaleidoscopic galaxy… And yet we couldn’t get inside. I stared through the windows, willing the handle to turn and open.
But there’s a happy twist to this story. Within half an hour, one of our Melbourne blogcadettes, the ever-stylish and eternally badass Kat, had showed up… With a set of spare keys!
Now that’s pure magic.
As soon as we squirreled our way inside, we got right down to business, flicking through the racks, caressing sequins, and stroking furry jackets. And luckily, well, for us at least, our long-suffering friend Corey was there to document all the madness!
Needless to say, if you’re ever in Melbourne, make My Delirium an essential part of your trip. We walked out of there with shopping bags bulging, feeling like our eyeballs had been on a psychedelic holiday… And what more could you possibly ask for?!
Photos by Corey Sleap.