The next few hours were spent torturing him by hitting vintage clothing stores. I'd already ransacked all the ones in Kingston and Montreal, so this was new territory. Even if the outfit didn't work for me, I could always adjust it, or just use the fabric. And there were some seriously good finds. Too good, in some cases. I couldn't buy it all, no matter how good the deals were.

Because I'd been enjoying hitting these stores and wandering around neighbourhoods, I asked Daddy if it was ok to blow off going to the Empire State Building. It would be nice, but I was having way more fun hitting these...