[ Rare was the opportunity to allow herself the indulgence of shopping anymore, but she always capitalized when given the chance, especially for the sake of another. Vanity is not the reason that she often dresses so 'completely', as Victor put it, but it would be a lie to say that she didn't also enjoy discovering any new eccentricities in the latest fashion. What fashion this city carries is eclectic to be certain, but Vanessa has been struggling to find anything to her taste or standards. It isn't the single piece or high hem or lack of pockets, but so much of it leaves her…wanting. Eventually, if she really ends up staying here long enough to worry more, she'll have to get creative.
There's enough variety among the boutiques that they've made some success. Whereas Vanessa is determined that Nill acquire a proper amount of stockings and undergarments to go with her dresses, they soon won't be able to carry it all, and there's the hour to consider. Vanessa rarely eats midday, but a rest will do them both good. Nill may not be used to so much walking.
She knows of a fine bakery, but the collection of faceless photos that line the wall in the front room may unsettle Nill, so Vanessa leads her through the back door and right into the kitchen. The scent of fresh bread is unmistakable, near overwhelming. The cozy space is cluttered with useless knick-knacks and a potted plant rests in the window, decorated as a family home. A curtain hangs in the doorway that separates it from the front, where the fancier pastries wait hidden from view. When in doubt, something is always in the refrigerator.
With the bags settled onto the counters, Vanessa motions for Nill to wait near the small island at the kitchen's center. ]
nill { and we took in the world anew
There's enough variety among the boutiques that they've made some success. Whereas Vanessa is determined that Nill acquire a proper amount of stockings and undergarments to go with her dresses, they soon won't be able to carry it all, and there's the hour to consider. Vanessa rarely eats midday, but a rest will do them both good. Nill may not be used to so much walking.
She knows of a fine bakery, but the collection of faceless photos that line the wall in the front room may unsettle Nill, so Vanessa leads her through the back door and right into the kitchen. The scent of fresh bread is unmistakable, near overwhelming. The cozy space is cluttered with useless knick-knacks and a potted plant rests in the window, decorated as a family home. A curtain hangs in the doorway that separates it from the front, where the fancier pastries wait hidden from view. When in doubt, something is always in the refrigerator.
With the bags settled onto the counters, Vanessa motions for Nill to wait near the small island at the kitchen's center. ]
Make a wish and I will do my utmost to grant it.