Alliyah Jackson
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The people who knew Alliyah Jackson deeply was aware of the fact she was not a shopaholic. Sure, she went to shops from time to time just to breeze through the newest trends and fabrics the wizarding world had to offer. But from time to time, a girl had to spend her entire day surrounded by shops that offered brilliant clothes and other accessories that can help improve her wardrobe. Alliyah was on one of those days, thinking that spending some money on a new outfit would not be so bad for today. The stillness of her home's atmosphere with her mother back in the UK was not her cup of tea, nor were the incessant ideas her father attempted to preoccupy her with. Ally wanted the day to herself and even the idea of shopping with her sole sister was not the thing she wanted to put herself into. Artemis was busy as of the moment and that left Ally to her own devices. Thank Merlin she thought of this idea. Shopping, to be put simply, was one of a girl's trusty friends.
Alliyah went to the section of the tops in Vibez and looked through the racks. Some were beautiful - stunners with their smooth material and classy design. Some were very chic as well and Ally was leading herself to the tops that were for casual wear and not for some fancy evening event. Her life being the perfect mommy's girl and the one who everyone thought was happy constantly was over. Alliyah was still a joyous person to be around. Her happy levels however expanded its range to partying till the dawn and being surrounded with tipsy people who she did not even know. That was why a new outfit complete from head to toe was what she was shopping for today, in case she was pulled into smashing events that could whip her sobriety out.
Everything was fabulously made in the shop. Alliyah knew that spending almost 1 hour in the place was not a waste of her golden time. Now that she moved to the women's pants section, she held up a pair of denims and examined them closely. Ally was certain she needed some more jeans and she could not decide if it actually was the color she wanted. The hue of the pants was so dark that Alliyah examined it for already a minute and still, she could not decide its color. The blonde looked around if anyone was nearby to help her and the nearest person was a grumpy teenager looking at some ripped jeans. She sighed and spotted a young man who was lurking around his section of clothes and she shyly approached him from the back. Timidly tapping him, she wished she did not appear too awkward as she felt. "Hi!" she started. Alliyah held out the pair of jeans she wished to question about. "Er, I was wondering if you could help me? I mean it's not like I'm taking you as an employee here - I just wanted a quick opinion of someone." The English blonde's thumbnail was now strangely scratching her other nails, feeling strange at how awkward she felt. She was only talking to a stranger, whom she now thought was pretty cute and he did seem like a nice young man. Ally smiled softly, "What do you think the color of these jeans is? There's no tag that says so, and I'm beginning to think it's extremely dark blue." Alliyah shrugged, surveying the jeans again. Really, she wanted to purchase these skinny denim pants but she could not do so without knowing the color of it! "Oh and I'm not color blind! I guess the lighting is just bad for my eyes? I dunno, really."
outfitAlliyah went to the section of the tops in Vibez and looked through the racks. Some were beautiful - stunners with their smooth material and classy design. Some were very chic as well and Ally was leading herself to the tops that were for casual wear and not for some fancy evening event. Her life being the perfect mommy's girl and the one who everyone thought was happy constantly was over. Alliyah was still a joyous person to be around. Her happy levels however expanded its range to partying till the dawn and being surrounded with tipsy people who she did not even know. That was why a new outfit complete from head to toe was what she was shopping for today, in case she was pulled into smashing events that could whip her sobriety out.
Everything was fabulously made in the shop. Alliyah knew that spending almost 1 hour in the place was not a waste of her golden time. Now that she moved to the women's pants section, she held up a pair of denims and examined them closely. Ally was certain she needed some more jeans and she could not decide if it actually was the color she wanted. The hue of the pants was so dark that Alliyah examined it for already a minute and still, she could not decide its color. The blonde looked around if anyone was nearby to help her and the nearest person was a grumpy teenager looking at some ripped jeans. She sighed and spotted a young man who was lurking around his section of clothes and she shyly approached him from the back. Timidly tapping him, she wished she did not appear too awkward as she felt. "Hi!" she started. Alliyah held out the pair of jeans she wished to question about. "Er, I was wondering if you could help me? I mean it's not like I'm taking you as an employee here - I just wanted a quick opinion of someone." The English blonde's thumbnail was now strangely scratching her other nails, feeling strange at how awkward she felt. She was only talking to a stranger, whom she now thought was pretty cute and he did seem like a nice young man. Ally smiled softly, "What do you think the color of these jeans is? There's no tag that says so, and I'm beginning to think it's extremely dark blue." Alliyah shrugged, surveying the jeans again. Really, she wanted to purchase these skinny denim pants but she could not do so without knowing the color of it! "Oh and I'm not color blind! I guess the lighting is just bad for my eyes? I dunno, really."