Post by Sugase Akemi on Oct 1, 2015 5:24:02 GMT -6
Sunday, April 20th, 2003, 12:30pm
Maintaining a style as demanding as decora was not an easy task in Hikarizaka, Akemi thought as she meandered aimlessly through the little boutique. While the selection of shops in the small town had certainly increased with recent expansion, it was still no Harajuku, and putting together an appropriately "decorated" outfit required some creativity. Her eyes passed over the racks and shelves like a scanner, locking on to the occasional item to tuck away into her memory for later reference before moving on. Finding nothing of immediate interest in the women's section, she wandered into the men's, pausing only to catch a glimpse of herself in a nearby mirror.
She was a sight to behold that day-- the product of many a shopping trip not much different from the one she was on now. Her entire being seemed to explode with colors and patterns, every inch of her petite frame boasting an accessory, from the array of hairclips that adorned her bangs like a rainbow of stars scattered across a red sky to the clashing layers of mismatched socks that climbed to the tops of her knees. Her wrists, too, were barely visible beneath the bracelets of varying size and design that hung from them, and seemed to weigh down her arms as they clutched the straps of her backpack. The central piece of the outfit, though, was the skirt. Ah, what a find it had been. A pattern of rainbows and purple-maned unicorns ran across the white garment in a manner that somehow managed to be both incredibly adorable and horrifically gaudy. Yes... Truly it was a miracle of fashion.
The redhead tugged lightly at her circle skirt, straightening the fabric to better view it. Today was her first day wearing it out, and the effect pleased her. As she had walked down the street that morning, she had felt many a gaze upon her, and though she knew it was likely her style of dress as a whole that garnered the attention, she liked to imagine that she had come into possession of something magical. Unicorns were magical creatures after all. It only made sense. The corners of her lips pulled upward with amusement, and she began to ponder what power her clothing possessed. Perhaps the horned equine mesmerized passerby with its prancing.
After giving her outfit a final once over, Akemi continued on, her long red hair swishing behind her in a ponytail. Though she had not thoroughly explored the men's section of the store yet and had no qualms about doing so, she had, in truth, grown a bit bored. An hour of browsing shop after shop had turned up nothing so far, and after her luck in the women's section, that was unlikely to change soon. Nevertheless, she proceeded to walk down an aisle, delicately running a hand over a rack of shirts as she passed by. If not clothing, were there at least people of interest to be found? A quick glance about her immediate area revealed only the store clerk, whom had been eyeing her curiously from the moment she stepped through the door. Akemi let out a barely audible laugh. The unicorns were working their magic.