The store was a riot of colour. Every corner had multiple layers of stuff, so you couldn’t put your eye down on one thing without it landing on five more: golden silk handkerchiefs, tallboy cabinets draped ropey silken tassels, iridescent velvet slippers, a bristly thick, glossy black lancelet fur capelet, gumdrop earrings that might have been rhinestones or Tiffany. The accessories had their own accessories: there were fancy opera glasses, each with an eyeglasses chain on which dangled an opera-glasses charm. My molars ached.
adrienne rappel