i have a really wierd obsession with woodstock. i wasn’t even alive back then but it pains me to think i wasn’t able to be a part of that experience. our vintage buyer took a trip to bethel, new york, and brought back some photos of the festival site and her friend’s place – i nearly died when i saw them. one day i will get there.
this is duke – he went to woodstock in ’69 and never left! he now gives tours of the festival grounds.
and here’s her friend’s amazing home…
yeah, i would never leave either.