"Ahhh yes," Rhiannon said with a smile. "One of my personal favorites. Right this way."
The store inside was decorated in black and silver with hints of deep red here and there, and with extremely high-end vintage memoribilia.
There was a wrought-iron sculpture of Marilyn Monroe with her skirt blowing up in one corner, a large wall-sized photo took up the entire west wall that was a scene from Faster, Pussycat! Kill! Kill! and red, gauzy, floor-length drapes hung from the windows and draped over the racks of clothing.
She lead the woman to the rack that held the desses, then smiled. "Did you want it in black? There's also white, red, silver, and blue."