After driving into Baltimore for a disappointing Halloween craft show (which shall remain unnamed), I decided the trip shouldn’t be a total bust, and looked up Bazaar, which turned out to be close by.
It’s a small space, but the curation is perfect.
Lots of bones, and for you gross types, plenty of wet specimens.
They also carry fun bits of art, pins, rings, tarot, and penis candles. Because of course they do.
I ended up with some wonderful posters I talked about yesterday, plus a tarot deck I’ll talk about tomorrow.
The shop was instantly comfortable despite the size. I just felt like I belonged. Also of note, usually antiques demand a higher price at brick-and-mortar shops, but I found nothing over what I see online. Impressive.
Bazaar is surrounded by colorful shops. Lots of antiques and way too many sweets. It’s a nice place to stroll around and play dodge-hipster. I know I’ll be back.