Stuff for Sale - Sunday afternoon

[bookyeve.livejournal.com]

Evie was waiting at the door of the shop, looking intimidated, just after noon. But still, hopeful, because-- shopping! Dresses! She knew how to do *this*!

Time to get a Homecoming dress!

[open to all who need a dress!]

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[grenfelzer.livejournal.com]

"No, seriously?" Carmela says, looking at the sign above the doorway in a kind of horrified fascination as she approaches the shop. "It's called 'Stuff for Sale'? *Stuff* for Sale?"

[bookyeve.livejournal.com]

"I suppose it is a bit informal, even for this place...." Evie said hesitantly. "But I was told it would have what we need?" She looked hopeful. "And shoes, as well as dresses? I really would like something more modern."

[notajar]

"I've not really bought much more in the way of shoes than a pair of trainers and some..." Door quirks her head over the not-quite-familiar word. "Loafers. So yes, shoes would be good.

[bookyeve.livejournal.com]

Evie stealed herself, then pushed the door open, and then stopped just past the threshold. "Ooooo."

Evening dresses, cocktail dresses, Homecoming dresses, bridesmaid dresses; shoes and bags and scarves and tiaras and gloves; tiaras and necklaces and shawls and wraps....

"Omygoodness." Evie turned around and around, not knowing what to look at first. "Heavens. I don't think I've ever seen so *many* dresses in one place before!"

[grenfelzer.livejournal.com]

The minute she saw the interior of the store, all Carmela's reservations about the place fled.

And she did not squee.

Really.

"Where do you want to start?" she asks of the others.

[notajar]

"It's a bit..." Door stares. "Overwhelming." More so than All & Sundries, even, possibly because the general store reminded her of the Floating Market with its wide array of goods. This, though, is just one thing - a forest of gowns.

[bookyeve.livejournal.com]

Evie wandered part-way up one aisle, then, intimidated, wandered back. "Um. The dresses first, I think? And then shoes and bag to match?" She bit her lip. "And if we could find something that's not terribly low-cut, that would be good."

[grenfelzer.livejournal.com]

"I really don't think that'll be a problem," Carmela says. "They've got all sorts of styles here."

[bookyeve.livejournal.com]

Evie took a breath, and stepped into one aisle again, and reached out for a pink evening gown (http://shop.nordstrom.com/S/2795786/0~2376776~2374327~2374331~6001765~6001774?mediumthumbnail=Y&origin=category&searchtype=&pbo=6001774&P=1). "So. We just-- take these, and try them on? They don't fit them to us, or, or, make them especially for us, correct? Off-the-rack. It was just becoming popular in my time."

[grenfelzer.livejournal.com]

"That's the general idea," Carmela says. "No tailors, just us and the clothes."

[notajar]

"They certainly have the same dresses in any number of sizes." Door fingers a champagne-coloured gown thoughtfully.

[bookyeve.livejournal.com]

"Right." Evie squared her shoulders, and took the pink dress off the rack, then a gold one, then a red, then a blue... then a green. "*Something* shall fit and look nice. And, you will tell me, won't you? If I look silly?"

[grenfelzer.livejournal.com]

"I would *not* let you buy anything that you looked silly in," Carmela says completely seriously. "Now go!" she says, directing the other girl towards the fitting rooms. "Show us what you've got."

[bookyeve.livejournal.com]

Evie shuffled off, and then came out wearing a blue dress (http://us.st11.yimg.com/us.st.yimg.com/I/edressme_1914_12133822) and looking rather... distressed. "It's not really me, is it." She looked down, and shook her head. "Oh dear."

[notajar]

Door, who's actually got one of a similar colour over one arm in addition to the champagne, tilts her head. "It does look rather as if it might slide off if you slouched.

[bookyeve.livejournal.com]

Evie sighed. "It does, doesn't it? Right. There's one with a jacket...."

And that one (http://www.rachel-weisz.net/gallery/displayimage.php?album=48&pos=1) was so embarassing she decided not to come out of the dressing room.

"Someone else's turn!"

[grenfelzer.livejournal.com]

"Oh come on!" Carmela wheedles. "Show us. Please?"

[bookyeve.livejournal.com]

Evie tremulously came out just to the door, and didn't know where to put her hands. "I don't think so. Really. I don't. I'm quite sure I wouldn't know what to *do* in this dress...."

[notajar]

Door smiles. "Dance, perhaps? I think it's lovely." She slips behind one of the other curtains with her own findings.

[grenfelzer.livejournal.com]

"I agree with Door," Carmela says, hmmm-ing thoughtfully before picking something in rather outrageously bright colours off a rack and disappearing into a room. "It's adorable."

[notajar]

"This is... too pale for me, I think," Door says, emerging in a dress that definitely doesn't fit Evie's criteria for necklines.

[bookyeve.livejournal.com]

"Um, well, yes. I think. I mean. A darker green, perhaps?" Evie said hesitantly. "Although it's lovely. Really it is. And... my opinion is probably not very informed."

[notajar]

"No less than mine, believe me." Door looks down at the bodice as she slips back behind the curtain. "It is lovely; just not my colour. Better for someone with brighter hair."