a small clothing shop

anonymous asked:

*whispers into void* I'm having some anxiety rn could you make some jamilton hcs pls? Sorry for bothering I'll leave now bye

:o sure! Hope you feel better, don’t leave! Come take a seat. 

  • Thomas takes Alexander shopping at some big places
  • Keep in mind Alex doesn’t care much for his appearance unless it counts, but he’s always up to look like he’s worth a billion dollars (Dresses like new Money ;))
  • Thomas tries to get him into things like slacks or something
  • Alex disappears and comes back with skinny jeans and an Italian Blazer
  • Thomas is literally on his knees praising how good small Ham looks in nice clothes
  • Thomas lowkey starts taking Alex shopping because he likes the idea of spoiling Alex
  • Plus anytime Alex wears something fancy Thomas can lean in and go “You look nice, your welcome~” 
  • Eventually Alex starts affording his own things but Thomas still insists they shop together
  • (Sidenote: They argue over Thomas buying ANOTHER purple-tone shirt when he has so many already. Thomas argues this shade is TOTALLY DIFFERENT from the other 50 he has) 
TalesFromRetail: "I hate you, I'm never shopping here again."

First time posting! I am the only employee at a very small, resale clothing shop. I work by myself part of the week, and whenever the owner travels. This instance occurred when the owner travelled out of country.

A pair of women entered the shop late in the day, close to closing. One was tall, the other was super short and barely uttered a word for the entirety of their shopping venture.

The tall woman (TW) complained about us not having enough clothing in her size, but somewhow gathered plenty of things to try on regardless (over 25 items, easy). She also complained that she couldn’t make whole outfits, because of our limited stock.

I took a look through our backstock for her, and she reacted negatively to everything I brought out, so I could tell she was kinda fussy. After getting her a fitting room, she comes out in a combo I put together for her and likes it. Ha. Then she tries on a sweater and gets down to the nitty gritty.

TW: This sweater, why is it so much money?

Me: The owner prices things according to brand, condition, and desirability of style. The brand is a really nice brand, that’s probably why.

TW: Well, it’s too much money. Couldn’t you give me a discount? The owner at Other resale shop not affiliated with us gives me a discount all the time.

Me: I can’t give discounts without the owner’s permission, sorry!

This wasn’t technically true, but for most of our nicer items the owner wouldn’t budge on price, and I didn’t like TW’s tone.

TW: Fine. Keep this out here for me while I try on more clothes.

She brings out the items previously tried on and tosses them on the counter. She does this same haggling process with every item she tries on. I offered to call the owner (who I knew wouldn’t answer because she was on an airplane) to appease TW, since she kept insinuating I could discount the items, I just wouldn’t (kind of true, but she didn’t know that!).

After this, her friend tries on a couple items, which TW called ugly, point blank. Woof.

TW returned to the counter, where I had kept her items so she could decide whether she wanted to buy them or not.

TW: You’re certain you can’t give me a discount on these? But I will be buying so much!

Me: I’m so sorry, but I can’t! I wouldn’t want to get in trouble, I just started working here.

TW: You are a mean girl. I can’t believe this, you’re so mean! I’ll buy them anyway, but I don’t think these clothes are worth what you’ve priced them for!

She grumpily stared at me I while I continued ringing up her items. She hadn’t raised her voice and seemed more dissapointed than mad. I was torn between taking offense and feeling apologetic, so I just kind of smiled at her awkwardly every so often until she took a break from her staring to glance at our jewelry display case.

TW: Oh, pull out that necklace for me.

I did, she tried it on then handed it to me.

TW: I’ll take it.

Me: Okay, after adding the necklace to your purchase, your total comes out to $X.

TW: You mean you won’t just give me the necklace for free? I’m already buying so much! Can’t you just drop in in the bag for me, without ringing it up?

Me: Ah, nope, sorry! I definitely can’t do that.

TW: I can’t believe this. I hate you! I’m never shopping here again.

I was a little taken aback by her declarations of hate, I’ll admit. I kept my chill but chipper customer service demeanor, ran her card, then gave her her bag and bid her farewell.

And just like that, the pair vanished into the night, never to be seen again (thank god), leaving me feeling confused and uncomfortable. When I told the owner about this, she said she had never encountered TW before, but the quiet friend would come in and haggle with her all the time, so she would usually give her a couple dollars off every purchase. They were probably expecting more of a discount than I was willing or able to give!

By: eagandaphin


My partner Nick started his own Etsy shop recently to share some of his rad vintage finds. Everything’s super affordable and most things are unisex! He’s specializing in badass 80s/90s apparel♡Show him some luv and check out his shop here:

NicholasVintage on Etsy!

Zero Waste Tips

Whenever you go out, bring with you:

-a reusable water bottle filled with water (this prevents the purchase of plastic water bottles)

-an empty reusable coffee mug that can be filled during your travels, or a full reusable cup mug that you filled at home (prevents paper coffee cups and gives you a discount at many coffee shops, including Starbucks) 

-some kind of small cloth that can be used in place of napkins, tissues, and paper towels

-at least one reusable shopping bag (I have one I bring everywhere that folds up into a little square pouch) 

-a reusable container (useful if you eat out and have take home food) 

ketsuraku-automation  asked:

What other brands do you like?

Answering this publicly because it’s important to support other small (and queer for the most part) brands:

Young Fellow Clothing
Arrowhead Apparel
Support Your Brothers
Let Live Apparel
Awarew0lf Apparel
Still Sane
Bobo Academy
Be A Good Person Brand

Dear Journal,

I want to write everything down now so i won’t forget any part of it. I’m sitting in the common room near the fire. James and Sirius had detention again so i’m alone with Lily and Peter. I told everything to Peter this morning. He already knew for some reason. He told me that it was obvious. I was happy that he was okay with it. It was like telling my friends that i was a werewolf all over again. Today we all went to Hogsmeade. The weather was perfect and light snow was falling from the sky. When we arrived at Hogsmeade, we got hot butterbeer to warm us up and walked around to stop and look at the small shops. The girls entered a shop where they selled vintage clothes, but us boys, went to honeydukes. I didn’t get anything because i already had loads of chocolate bars up in our dorm. Peter almost bought the whole shop! He had his arms full of sweets. Sirius and I shared a box of Bertie bott’s jelly beans. He almost ate all the bad ones and i felt bad for him! But it made him laugh because he always had bad luck while eating those sweets. After that, i told the boys to continue their walk because i wanted to buy the new book my favorite wizard author had just released. “You guys continue, i’ll be at the book shop.” But Sirius turned and said “Wait Re! I’ll come with you! I’m so cold, i need to warm up!” Peter sent me a wink and I smilled at myself because i would be alone with Sirius again. We entered and i smilled. I love books. Sirius looked at me with a smirk and furrowed brows. “Who knew a room full of paper and words could make you smile like that!” We both laughed and i went to search for the book i wanted. While searching through the bookshelves i could feel Sirius’ eyes on me. I sent him a look and asked him why he was staring at me like that. “Why are you staring like that?” He looked down smirking “You look cute that’s all.” He said. I blushed and looked down too. “Get that smirk of your face Black!” He laughed. I like making him laugh because that means i make him happy. I found my book and paid. I couldn’t wait to read it! I carefully put it in my backpack so it wouldn’t get wet from the snowflakes. We walked a bit more and arrived at the end of the village. From where we were, we could see the shrieking shack. We stopped and Sirius giggled and hugged himself. “I’m so cold! You were right Moony i should’ve put something warmer than my leather jacket!” He said. Right there, I saw an opportunity. “Do you want one of my jumpers?” I asked. He then looked at me smilling with his brows furrowed. “You put two jumpers on?!” He said laughing. “Yeah so i can save my best mate from freezing off!” We laughed. I took of my coat and removed one of my jumpers. It was warm and soft. I gave it to him and he put it on under his cold leather jacket. It looked way to big for him. He looked cute all snuggled in one of my jumpers. “I look like an idiot.” He said pouting like a puppy. I laughed. “You look cute don’t worry.” And his cheeks went red again. So did mine. He looked up at me through his thick black lashes full of snowflakes. His grey eyes were shining. His skin looked so soft i wanted to rub my cheeks against it. He was bitting his pale lips with a shy smile. He looked nervous. He kept playing with the long sleeves of my jumper with his hands. This might be a lot of description but i want to remember him in that moment. He was close to me. Closer than usual. He put his hand up to my neck. His fingers were cold against my warm skin. I shivered. He looked at my lips and i looked at his. We kissed… it was just a sweet and slow peck. His lips were soft. I ran both of my hands through his hair and felt electricity go through my veins. My heart was going faster than it ever did. When he pulled away he looked at me, waiting for me to say something. I was shocked and nervous so i just quickly whispered “I’m in love with you…” i waited for his reaction and he smilled at me. “I’m in love with you too…” i couldn’t stop smilling. We both giggled, feeling a bit shy but he pulled in for another kiss. He quickly pulled away and asked me “Be mine?” And i just nodded with this huge smile stuck on my face. And we hugged. Since he was a bit shorter than me, he had his arms around my thorso while mine were around his neck. I burried my face in his long black hair while he had his cold cheeks on my neck. “Let’s go back to the castle, your freezing cold.” He nodded and asked me “Can i hold your hand in the village?” I agreed and took hold of his cold fingers. We slowly walked back to the village, enjoying the moment. When we saw our friends. They all looked at us in shock but they all started to smile seconds later. James screamed “Finally Sirius! I told you he liked you back!” I looked down at Sirius and he smirked at me. All this time he loved me back. Lily went to give both of us a hug and we all walked back to the castle. When we entered, Sirius was still holding my hand, walking with his chin up, as if he just asked the prettiest girl of the school on a date. But this time it was me. “Do you mind walking hands in hands with me in here?” I asked him, just to be sure he was okay with everyone seeing us. “I want them all to know you are mine love.” And he kissed my cheek. I blushed at the sweet name he used. We walked back to the common room, heads were turning towards us. People were whispering to their friends. Some were even smilling. Sirius hold my hand tighter. He was proud but he had to leave with James for detention. He went on his tippytoes and whispered in my ear “When i’m back, we cuddle.” I smilled and nodded. I looked at him walk away in my big jumper and realized I couldn’t be happier.

I’ll write tonight.
January 14th 1976
(I’ll always remember this date..)

Get a Little Closer

Castiel x Reader

Word Count: 1111 (haha)


*Yet another stupid, fluffy, late night writing. Enjoy. xD

(Not my GIF)

Cas rested his head against the back of the couch, letting out a long breath. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t figure out how to work the Netflix on the Blu-Ray player. And he was bored, really bored. The Winchesters were out on a simple job, leaving him at the bunker to entertain himself.

He pressed just about every button on the remote ten times before giving up. Dean had shown him how to use the complex device several times, but it never stuck. Stupid human machinery.

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☆The Gay Space☆

So me and my sister came up with this idea for a lgbt+ themed store called “Gay Space”.
This store is the dream place to go buy rainbow and gay themed items like clothes, mugs and rugs.
Now, this store isn’t some small little shop, but a grand market hall type place with a homely atmosphere.

There’s the Star Gayz Café where you can relax, get a warm (or cold) drink and make friends. The café also offers cakes, cookies and sandwiches!

If you’re looking for nice clothes, then you should head to Queer queens’ clothing shop! This shop has custom made fancy attire and comfortable casualwear, featuring puns and funny socks!

Everyone loves fun knick-knacks and the Fae n’ Found is the place to find some! Here you can buy anything from colourful mugs and sketchbooks to lgbt+ flag themed umbrellas and stuffed toys. Most of the items in this store cost under 10€, the highest prices are around 20 to 25€.

The centre of the market hall is a plaza, where you can just sit around and be. Sometimes the plaza has planned activities like arts and crafts or karaoke. Most of the time it’s rather quiet and calm, though.

All in all, the Gay Space is just a nice, relaxing place where you can be yourself and find other people with similar likes and make friends.
Everyone is welcome even if they aren’t lgbt+!


Request: Hi gorgeous! Can I have a Steve/Fem!Reader where she’s his girlfriend he realises something is happening to her from small details(like…Skin and hair colour fading,a strange way to approach food.),and the little things grow to big things when she moves in with him (she’s a lot skinnier than what seems healthy,faints constantly,never eats with him,hits gym more than necessary…) ‘til he find out she’s anorexic and decided to help her? But can you do it without the whole pity party angst?Without the"I’m ugly and I want to be beautiful"line that is in every F one of the stories with this theme,but with reader being a model(that’s how they met)and living under pressure to be 'perfect’ to the media and to Steve?I think of something in the lines of wanting to be in control and LOOK like she’s in control of her life.You could end with him convincing her of finding help,no unrealistic accepting herself for him. Thanks, love. - @becaamm

Pairing: Steve Rogers X Anorexic!Reader

Word Count: 3,152

Warning: Fluff(?), Cursing, EATING DISORDERS TRIGGER WARNING, Angst. 

(A/N): FINALLY! RIGHT, BECA? I’m so sorry it took me this long, but since I’ve only had been on Steve’s side of the story, it was kind of hard for me to write this and I might (I did) have messed everything up, but oh well. BTW, EVERY INFORMATION AND ETC WAS TAKEN FROM INTERNET SO PARDON ME IF SOMETHING IS WRONG OR UN-REAL


Originally posted by sincerelysaraahh

You started as a model when you were a teenager, it started with small jobs at local clothes shops until one day, you were able to make a name to yourself and be called to more important and big jobs.

It was in one of those ‘big jobs’ – your first one, actually – that you met him, Steve Rogers.

You were a model at Stark’s new line of clothes, he decided to start it, since – in his own words – he was bored of designing and making almost the same things, besides, of course, the fact that all the money gathered was going to charity.

Being the awkward person you were, you stood on the corners of the afterwards party, trying to avoid all the drunk people in there and just chill after having to walk on gigantic high heels and weird clothes. But being a model did have its down sides, one of them being that just because you were a ‘public figure’ people thought they had the right to touch you without your consent.

That was when your knight in shining armor – or black tuxedo – went to rescue you from some jerk, his hands wrapping your waist while glaring at the idiot you had been trying to push away from you.

“Is he bothering you, love?” The men didn’t took long to realize that the blond was Captain America, and surely he didn’t want to mess with a hero, so he just backed away. “Are you okay, ma’am?” He asked, standing in front of you with concerned eyes.

You sighed in relief when you smiled at Steve, nodding with your head and extending your hand in front of you.

“Call me Y/N. How can I pay you for helping me with that idiot?” Steve smiled down at you and from that moment, you knew.

You were going to love that man forever.

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“Sailing with Fire”

Rated M for eventual smut.

Summary: Lucy is in desperate need of a break from the mage life and embarks on a two week cruise alongside her partner, Natsu. What they don’t know is that it’s a cruise designed specifically for couples. With no other choice than to pretend they are married, the two try to enjoy the cruise the best they can, all the while dealing with uncharted feelings.

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Natsu’s eyes blinked open as he woke with a pained groan. Immediately the boy writhed into fetal position, hugging his knees against his chest. Sweat dotted his pale face as his stomach lurched with every wave that crashed against the boat.

Rolling over in order to throw himself out of bed and into the bathroom, Natsu instantly stilled seeing Lucy’s peaceful form dozing away without a care in the world. Her golden hair was splayed around her like a halo and her pink lips were slightly parted. Who was he to disturb such a peaceful sleep?

With as much patience and control as he could manage, Natsu inched towards the foot of the bed before swinging his feet over and getting off. Now that he was safe from waking up his partner, the boy bolted into the bathroom, immediately throwing up inside the toilet. Tears welled in the dragon slayer’s eyes as his stomach heaved. Not having ate dinner the night before, he quickly ran out of things to throw up. But that didn’t stop his stomach from feeling like shit. All he could do was lay on the tile floor in absolute pain.

Lucy gave a soft groan as her eyes fluttered open due to hearing soft whines. Lazily sitting up, the girl wiped the crust from her eyes and glanced around. Hearing Natsu’s whines coming from the bathroom, the blonde got out of bed and headed towards him, only to see him curled up on the floor.

“Natsu? Are you okay?” Lucy questioned in concern.

“Not at all…” the boy answered, his cheeks puffing out again.

The blonde frowned, feeling a bit guilty for his sickness. Maybe dragging him with her wasn’t the best idea after all, and that was without the whole marriage predicament.

“Let’s get you to go see a mage that can help with this,” Lucy suggested, wrapping an arm around him and helping him up. Natsu wordlessly nodded and together they took slow steps out of the room and towards the stairs.

Arriving at the lobby, Lucy quickened her pace, which in turn caused Natsu to do the same. They approached the front desk, worrying the receptionist.

“Is your husband alright?” the older woman questioned in alarm.

Lucy’s cheeks warmed, remembering they were supposed to be married. “He has motion sickness.”

The receptionist immediately understood and beckoned for another worker to come. This woman was younger, just a few years older than them. Her gaze dropped on the disheveled Natsu. With a green glow enveloping her hands, the woman casted a spell onto the boy.

Natsu perked feeling the immediate relief. “Whoa, what spell was that?”

“It was just a basic spell to balance your insides,” the woman answered.

“How long will it last?”

“It lasts on most patients for the whole day.”

“Yosh! This is better than Troia! Let’s go, Lucy! I’m all fired up!”

Lucy bit back a smile and her cheeks flushed as Natsu grabbed her hand and led her away from the front desk. Either he was really excited about checking out the boat’s shops like they planned last night, or he was really good at pretending to be her husband. The blonde gazed at their intertwined fingers, not blind to the heat that traveled through her body from the contact. Surely it must be because he was a fire dragon slayer, right?

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Girls Protecting Girls (Angelica Schuyler x TransGirl!Reader)


Anonymous said: Hey! I recently came out as trans to my mom and to celebrate i was wondering if youd like to write some transgirl!readerxangelica where they go to the store and someone says that reader isnt a real girl and ang sticks up for them? If not its okay haha i just really love your blog

Word Count: 1.9k

A/N: Yes, of course! I’m really proud of you for having the courage to do that! Anyways, hope you like it!

TW: transphobia

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