READERS' PICK: And it was sweet indeed, especially if you don't remember Vietnam and the "special" seats at the back of the bus they reserved for Negroes. We love vintage. Vintage everything: fashion, philosophy, tunes, decor. Who cares if you can barely remember when Cyndi Lauper was on the radio? It's all about nostalgia for the '60s and '70s. And if you want to fit in, you hit How Sweet it Was, drop a few bucks and come out looking like Austin Powers on a good-teeth day. You are retro with the advantage of 20-20 hindsight. Ignore the mean scenesters who tell you vintage just ain't right unless you comb every Salvation Army in Tucson looking for trendiness at $1.49; How Sweet it Was has it all laid out for you: a plethora of polyester, a boondoggle of bellbottoms, jewelry, patches and patchouli. Make your lair look hip-a-licious with tapestries, lava lamps and bead curtains. Guy or gal, if you're looking to get your groove on, this is the place. So throw out that dumb-ass Tommy Hilfiger and GAP stuff you've been wearing, admit that back in the day it was way, way cooler, and head on back to the future at How Sweet it Was.
