Bermuda Triangle owner Ebony McMillian's perfect day in D.C. - The Washington Post

In D.C. Dream Day, we ask our favorite people in the area to tell us how they would spend a perfect day in the District.

At the end of a hard day’s work, forensic scientist Ebony McMillian trades her lab coat for a vintage statement piece straight from her store.

McMillian’s shop, Bermuda Triangle, is the perfect union of her two seemingly disparate worlds. “I really like the idea of selling vintage clothes because it couples with my background in science because of the sustainability aspect,” says McMillian, a Silver Spring native.

The world of collecting is familiar territory to McMillian, as her father was an avid thrifter. She began selling clothing while at Spelman College before moving back to the D.C. area. At Bermuda Triangle, McMillian sells clothing dating from the 1940s to current times, and says that her finds are unique but can also “fit into your everyday style.” She hopes one day, her clothes can fit into the everyday needs of Hollywood; she has her sights set on becoming a costume designer.

When she’s not hauling around clothes to pop-up shops in her pink-and-white ’69 VW bus, McMillian would spend her dream day showing off her treasure trove on the cover of Vogue.

On my dream day, I would grab my vintage American Tourister bag, load it up with accessories like purses, sunglasses, anything that I think would pair well with the vintage look that I would be shooting for the day. I would throw on a fresh pair of J’s or Nike Dunks that I could add a little style or funkiness to the outfits that I was going to shoot.

Then I would jump into the VW bus, and as I head out, I would be sure to wave and honk my horn to everybody that I see because currently I’m still learning to drive. I would drive to Kenilworth Aquatic Gardens, which is kind of a hidden gem in D.C., and it’s where the plant life actually comes to life. It’s such great backgrounds, cool green colors. And if you don’t know about it, it’s like you’re being transformed out of D.C. It’s like an exotic location. And there, I would do a photo shoot with either some of my hand-painted purses, vintage suitcase or vintage outfit, shooting for the cover of Vogue or Essence magazine. The cover would be about how vintage is not just a trend but it’s a lifestyle, and how you can incorporate my vintage clothes into your everyday lifestyle.

From there, I would swing by Plaza Artist Materials & Picture Framing in Silver Spring, and I would stock up on some Angelus leather paint and maybe a few other supplies for painting a new purse collection.

For breakfast, I would go to the Highlands on 14th Street NW. Highlands is a small local spot, but it has big flavors. I like the shrimp and grits and the fried green tomatoes. There aren’t too many places outside of the South where you can get good, well-cooked fried green tomatoes, and theirs are delicious. I would probably get that and a latte.

When I’m not vending, I’m hunting for vintage clothes, to stock my collection and personal closet. I would probably call my mom and ask her if she has read The Washington Post today — or if she’s looked at estatesales.net — for any cool local estate sales that may say they have clothes or vintage. Those can be hit or miss, but I would give her a call and see if anything caught her eye. If not, then I would go to my friend’s curated pop-up Get Flee, which is usually at the Sandlot in Southeast. I would check out the new vendor pieces, listen to music and just talk shop, because me and the vendors have a lot of stuff in common.

I would probably do a midday snack, and my guilty pleasure is french fries. I feel like I’m a french fry connoisseur, so I would definitely have to check out some local french fry place before happy hour. For happy hour, I would meet up with my friends, most of whom I know from Spelman and Morehouse, or all the way from high school, at Union Market for margaritas. We usually go to Destino or Suburbia, the frozen drink truck.

Then I would call it an evening and grab Jamaican or Trinidadian food. I have a lot of different spots around town. I like Jerk Pit, but they’re not in D.C. I like Cane if I was going to actually sit down and eat, but since I’ll be kind of heading home, I would go to Jam Doung Style on North Capitol Street. I would get the red snapper with rice and peas and cabbage, and you can’t forget the plantain.

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