Reformation clothing on Melrose has pretty much been one of my favorite L.A. discoveries so far. They have just about every clothing item you could possibly want in a silken texture plus a few extras that you never realized you needed to the point of being incapable of existence without them. Actually, I'm into more or less everything about Melrose, and I've spent a remarkable amount of time there considering that I've only been living in the same state as that particular stretch of street for a little over a week. Yes, seeing the clothes is somewhat of an out of body experience-at least that's the most accurate cliche I could think of to describe how coming within arm's reach of pieces that I've spent the past who-knows-how-long semi-internet stalking makes me feel-but so far my favorite part of window shopping has been watching how completely unhinged the immaculately well-dressed store attendants get at the sight of me, a teenage nobody most likely garbed in Forever 21 or H&M, riffling through their +$300 tank tops. The judgement is mutual. Remarkably, there's not a shred of XXI in these photos-just a sub-$300 top from one of my newly christened favorite places and a pair of shorts I'm sure regular readers (if they exist) are grossly sick of by now.