Ylva smiled and began to investigate, treating the clothing with as much respect as she would afford to any work of art.
Some were plainly for people much much younger than her, some might do at a pinch for her job at the nightclub, but there were others she wouldn't have disdained to wear at any venue in Paris or Milan.
She selected a black evening jacket in fine wool and silk with antique styling and filigree buttons that would be stunning with the dress she was wearing and looked for shoes to complete the outfit.