Kilim

Kilim is a joy. And I’m going to wreck the thrill explaining why. From the outside, I thought it was a really kooky junk shop. And it kind of is. Certainly the window display is stacked full of tacky Jesus mirrors and religious memorabilia, jet black mannequins cleary borrowed from somewhere in Africa. I’m loving it.
Go in, and there were three old African women at the back. And it became clear that it’s a sort of fabric shop, but they sell other stuff as well. It’s all piled high to the ceiling. Lots of jewelry. Lots of random stuff. But some beautiful waxed fabrics — and the cheapest that I came across today! They were really friendly and it’s quite an experience, just popping in to have a browse. check it