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gwen (itsybitsyspidey) wrote in snapthread,

Gwen wouldn't call herself a fashionista. That was definitely more of Bev's vibe than hers. But she knew a little bit mostly because of Em Jay making sure they were always dressed in hot fashion that suited them for photo shoots or concerts the band was playing. When it came to stocking the shop with clothes, Gwen made sure she had a lot of essentials. Basic stuff that everyone needed and tried to get variants of those things. As far as more specific styles were concerned, she mostly just guessed and then watched what people in town picked out. When she learned what they gravitated toward, she made mental notes to get more things similar to that so people had variations and didn't have to wear the same stuff all the time. And now that Bev was there and could sew? That made things even easier.

She hadn't heard the door at first, and didn't realize anyone else was in the shop until she heard a man's voice. Mid-twirl. Gwen paused, plucked out her earbuds and paused her music. "Oh, hi," she said. It didn't phase her that he'd caught her dancing around singing. When you were a musician that just kind of happened a lot.

"Nope, never a bad time," she said, and smiled as she held out her hand. "I'm Gwen. Gwen Stacy."