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because it's really changed how i feel
Most of the time, Rukia doesn't have too much trouble avoiding the boutiques in town. They're carefully nestled down the street, brightly colored and tucked away between the larger buildings, the franchises, all with various, nondescript names that Rukia can't ever manage to remember once she's passed them by. It's probably for the best — Rukia has a greater attachment to the cute things in life than she ever wants to admit, and boutiques happen to be expensive places to shop, making up for the lower volume of customers that they get day by day.
But in the mall, and during holiday season, it gets that much harder. There are boutiques that have gone to great lengths to pick up on the holiday season.
Such as pushing their sales racks outside of the store.
It's what draws Rukia to a store mostly decorated in pinks and pastels, sheepishly rifling through the racks and picking out the occasional dress to hold up against her person. While it's sometimes hard to find clothes in her size, the children's section works well at this store, and the style matches as well. Feminine, frilled, but never ostentatious.
"What would I even do with so many dresses?" Rukia murmurs to herself, holding the waist against herself and twirling a little in the middle of the hall.
But in the mall, and during holiday season, it gets that much harder. There are boutiques that have gone to great lengths to pick up on the holiday season.
Such as pushing their sales racks outside of the store.
It's what draws Rukia to a store mostly decorated in pinks and pastels, sheepishly rifling through the racks and picking out the occasional dress to hold up against her person. While it's sometimes hard to find clothes in her size, the children's section works well at this store, and the style matches as well. Feminine, frilled, but never ostentatious.
"What would I even do with so many dresses?" Rukia murmurs to herself, holding the waist against herself and twirling a little in the middle of the hall.
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"My mother only told me one thing about womanhood I think is true," she says. "You dress for yourself first, for what pleases you, for what makes you look good, for what makes you powerful and attractive, and to a lesser extent, happy. Except I rank happiness at the top."
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"I surely don't need half as many as I'm looking at right now," Rukia says with a small grin. "I used to wear a uniform to work, and... I was rarely seen without it. And if I wasn't wearing that, then I was usually wearing my school uniform. But I'm out of school here, and the toy store is a little bit more flexible when it comes to daily wear. It's tempting to fill up my closet, even though I know I don't really need all these clothes."
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Baby starts to sort through the dresses herself. "What do you like best?"
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Pulling out a cherry-covered rockabilly dress with a flowing skirt, Rukia tilts her head in consideration.
"What do you think of this one?"