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May 28, 2010 By Barbara Falconer Newhall 6 Comments

The newish jeans are from Jones New York; the early ’60s kilt is from Florence Walsh, Hyde Park, N.Y.,

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  1. Cleo says

    May 2, 2025 at 12:07 pm

    I have one in red. Florence Walsh, Hyde Park, NY. Lord and Taylor. The leather buckles need replacing.

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    • Barbara Falconer Newhall says

      May 2, 2025 at 7:08 pm

      The straps on my buckles are showing their age too!

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  2. Judith H. Palmer says

    September 27, 2023 at 11:49 pm

    Do you have sweaters or dresses from the Village Store?

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    • Barbara Falconer Newhall says

      September 29, 2023 at 12:19 pm

      Judith, The kilt and the Pendleton skirt in this post might have come from the Village Store. I don’t remember.

      Note to readers: The Village Store was a charming shop in Birmingham, Michigan, where you could buy crew neck sweaters and oxford cloth button-down shirts. I mostly shopped at nearby Jacobson’s and Kay Baum’s. Things were a little cheaper at those two stores.

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  3. Judi Palmer says

    January 28, 2020 at 5:24 pm

    Do you have this for sale? What size and how much?

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    • Barbara Falconer Newhall says

      February 13, 2020 at 11:31 am

      Judi, Thanks for asking. But I wouldn’t part with my old kilt for anything. Well, almost anything. I’m still thinking I’ll fit into it again some day.

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