Glamour is about hyphens: Japanese-inflected multi-use retail space-cum-vintage shop-cum-gallery. Huge converted Williamsburg warehouse a mishmash of strange and awesome global foibles. Restless boutique buyer brings home French couture, L.A. vintage, and plenty of Tokyo curiosities — supercute illustrated postcards, superwrong men’s leggings. Rear gallery holds open calls, with winning work displayed amid the garment racks and Comme des Garçons jackets floating from the ceiling. Glamour is also about being closed whenever you want, sometimes on Tuesdays, call ahead for hours.