Once upon a time in Hollywood, there was a place called Western Costume. This building was legendary, housing bazillions of garments from all the eras of human life. You could rent twenties-style morning suits for your groom and his best man. You could rent pirate garb for a day of hijinks out on your millionaire friend’s yacht. You could costume your actors for that film that was going to make you into the next Cicil B. De Mill. You could find Raquel Welch’s fur bikini. When the rental palace closed down, the sales were the highlight of the Hollywood summer.…