There was almost a dismissal in the woman's eyes, Katarina could see it, but she didn't mind that in the slightest. It was honest. She tilted her head slightly, remembering some of the more corset-forward parts of her wardrobe. "Aesthetically, I'm sure, and the cigarettes would utterly screw me over, but I like vintage style not vintage values," she said brightly.
"I do enjoy seeing where a night takes me, Coira," she said, holding out her hand in return. "I'm Katarina." She wanted to drop her voice, but had no idea if she would be heard properly in the environment.
"I love your boots, I've never quite got on the tall boots thing." All the vintage versions don't have easy zip options. "But they look so good on other people."