My friend Debbie and I skipped school to be at White Flint on opening day in 1977. We were thrilled by the glass elevators, the 12 different "gourmet" places to dine in The Eatery, and the amazing shops. Wilson's Leather, James III (my father's long-time shopping addiction), the cobblestone walkways in little Georgetown. That amazing little shop on the third floor with beautiful Sandicast sculptures and other artsy stuff was a frequent Christmas shopping destination. We met Desi Arnaz signing copies of his book at B. Dalton Bookseller too! We saw Alien at the theater there and had dinner at Wendy's ("hot and juicy" hamburgers indeed - and those old-timey newspaper table tops were so fun). My dad could always find a parking spot right near the door. I don't know how he did it. White Flint was a place where I bonded with my parents, we visited often and it was always special. |
Noiiiice. That is def memorable! |
+1 but more detail - the Lerners wanted to demolish it and build a Pike & Rose type thing but they were too cheap to properly buy out Lord & Taylor which had like 30 more years remaining on its lease. Massive litigation ensued, project got held up, L&T finally died nationally, Amazon didn’t pick the site for HQ2, Pike & Rose beat them to the punch. I’m 50 and from Bethesda, spent more time in Friendship Heights and at Montgomery Mall as a kid but still loved White Flint. I Magnin was so fancy I never even went in there, Bloomingdale’s was also fancy but we would look at stuff as kids. In the 90s that was where I bought all my Gianni suits with the Melrose Place height hemlines. I still miss Lord & Taylor and was going there even at the end. Giuliana from the E! Network - her father had a custom menswear store there and there were some gorgeous jewelry stores. The Georgetown-esque cobblestones were legendary. Towards the end I took my kids to ride the train and Imagination Stage was there. RIP. |
My boyfriend worked there. I heard a rumor someone tried to return (to Bloomie’s) a dress that they’d used to dress a dead body at a viewing. Ew. Even if it’s not true, I am shocked at the craziness. |
I was in that Borders a lot in the 90s. I had a friend who worked there then. The movie theater! I would just go to the movies and never, ever worry I’d be shot. |
Mrs Fields cookies third floor near book store
Pottery Barn also 3rd floor PF Changs |
I remember being very excited when the Bloomies opened, and actually knew a few of the sales associate by name. Heady stuff for a young teenager. My Mom bought and had jewelry redesigned at a shop called something like Dikomey’s. While she went there, I’d spend time wandering around Borders and looking at the fountain pens in Bertram’s Inkwell. I remember the section that was supposed to look like Georgetown. I’d hang out there with a book from Borders while I waited for my Mom to finish shopping. |
Wasn’t the name “White” Flint kinda racist? |
Rocks don't have race. They belong to everyone. |
How had no one mentioned Roxsan day spa on the top floor? That place was awesome for the price. |
We’d spend hours at the borders and then when our parents picked us up, we’d go to the super crown in white flint plaza if we wanted to buy anything |
Spent many fun hours there, enjoying books with my little one at Borders.
Bertucci’s was good too! |
Hung out with friends there on weekend nights. I guess we must have been in jr. high school or high school. We bought clove cigarettes from the tobacco shop and ate dinner in the eatery. |
Thank you for this thread. It has really taken me back. |
I worked at The Limited and Kay Jewelers! I have so many fond memories, kinda makes me tear up a little. The 3rd floor "Georgetown" area with it's fake cobblestone street. The boyfriend that used to come visit me and take me to lunch at the Eatery. Oh, one time I saw Bruce Hornsby walking through the mall by himself, I chased him down to tell him how much I loved his music, I think he was shocked anyone recognized him. Also got stuck there overnight in an epic ice storm. Had to sleep on the floor of the store I was working in. |