Shopping at Metric & Meringue reminded him of his clubbing days.
The doctor hurried to find a gift for his wife.
As owner of the department store, she had no time for romance.
Everything should look like pastry, was the window dresser's motto.
He waited for her to exit the fitting room.
She wished she could think about lipstick instead if her upcoming marriage.
Exhausted from shopping, the women remember their days of bohemia.
They were decorated men of fashion.
After hours, a shopgirl tries on a skirt.
Every week is fashion week.