Lucinda Michele and I braved the sooty air Sunday and ventured out to Felt Club at the Shrine Auditorium. Overall, I’d give it a qualified thumbs-up. It’s always nice to spend an afternoon surrounded by sleeved women pushing prams and their skinny jean sporting mates. But perhaps the biggest downer was the sheer number of said hipsters and spawn. The event is outgrowing the location, and it was very crowded. Plus there was a $5 “suggested donation” that was sort of coercively collected–also a very big downer. (Attention Felt Clubbers: If you’re going to charge $5 you shouldn’t make people wait in a line that stretches around the entire gosh darned Shrine.) I guess it was worth it overall though. Several times during the course of the afternoon, I had that overwhelming “I want everything” feeling, which is exhilarating enough to make me willing to brave the masses. In the end, I bought less than I thought I would. The range of vendors seemed more limited to me than I had expected (not many ceramics or glassworks, a superabundance of tee-shirts and jewelry), for one thing. And of course, hipster crafts are so much easier to come by now than they were a few years ago and I’m a jaded consumer or if it’s because I was brain-addled from soot inhalation and the press of DIYers. Or maybe it was just the economy, stupid. It was a good time, but I still wish Bazaar Bizarre would come back to LA though.