Suzette had found an unused shop along Yellow Brick Road, near Abby Road and had decided she should do something with it.
Why? Because it seemed like a good idea at the time.
And this sleepy town needed some livening up.
Which was why the place was stocked with highly fashionable clothes. Of course, it all depended upon one's taste in 'fashion'. Suzette's tended toward skin-tight pants, nearly-too-small tank tops of the variety that barely held her ... assests ... and spiked heels.
She glanced around the finished shop, nodding in satisfaction at the decor of deep red curtains, leopard print chairs and lots of posters of famous classic rockers.
The new neon sign above the door proudly displayed the shop's name...
Which was now open for business!
Suzette settled into one of the chairs, propped her feet up on the counter and lit up a cigarette while she leafed through a copy of Rolling Stone.
Now all she needed was a few suckers ... er, customers.
(ooc: it's open finally! and yes, she's willing to take new employees! up early since LJ will be going bye-bye for a while!)