Dressing Room With a Personal Touch
It was late afternoon. I was busy arranging new arrivals at the back of the store for window display and upcoming Spring theme when a distinct accent was heard coming from the front of the store. At eighteen, I was in love with the concept of latest fashion and fairly confident of my ability to come up with visuals that would draw the eye and guarantee sales. I could hear my name being summoned softly over loudspeaker. Adjusting my black skirt and white top with a sigh, I headed up front,...