Persephone Dashiell
It's Called Fashion Sweetie
DRUCKENWELL GEM AND JEWELRY EXPO
Persephone didn't know what to make of Druckenwell.
Many were trying to make the planet the center of fashion due to the Sith controlling the traditional fashion houses of the Core. Others argued Naboo - Persephone thought Naboo was far too over hyped, the same as Denon. Yet the bonus of Druckenwell trying to join the fashion world meant an uptick in expos and shows, and it was not a terrible flight from her university. Small wins, she supposed.
[ What are we searching for, Miss Persephone? ]
Gaze looked at the gleaming cases, jewelry from every sector of the galaxy.
"Antique ring. Or maybe an antique bracelet. Something unique but timeless....We may be in the wrong wing. I'm sure someone brought along vintage jewelry. Or will mimic vintage artistry. Hand forged instead of droid or machine made. No offense Zee."
[ None taken. Although I can argue a droid would be more precise in jewelry making. ]
"Yes but where would the passion be? No small imperfections or artist touches? Seems impersonal. I can buy that anywhere."