The sold-out concert was tonight. The meet-and-greet session was to follow. The ticket (being in the front row, right side, directly next to the speakers) was ready to go...but she was not. Her closet didn't scream "Deep Down!" (her favorite heavy metal music band playing tonight). Her closet, rather, sounded more like a gavel tapping on the judge's desk with every "case closed" she tried. Upscale closet, but somehow always boring.
By day, Stephanie Williams was a successful prosecutor and junior partner at Mason, Peterson, & Davids Law. For this reason, she was always polished, formal, and serious. Her income afforded upscale, but never anything impressive outside of the office. She wore pantsuits or skirts with a blouse and blazer. There was no sense of fun in Stephanie's demeanor.
Stephanie, however, was only in her mid-30s. She did in fact have a nightlife with a drink or two every Friday after work at the local bar. She was friends with a few of her co-workers outside of the office, so they got together from time to time to chit chat about anything but work. Her weekend coffee order was memorized by local baristas quite some time ago. Her occasional bite to eat at the local sandwich shop during weekday lunch hours were just as memorized. Nonetheless, as her job was very stressful and did not allow time to actively socialize outside of the office, Stephanie turned to music to unwind. She liked nearly every genre but gravitated toward heavy metal. The intensity of the music turned down the volume of her day to day life.
Deep Down never considered or performed in the small city she lived in (with a population of just a few thousand) and they generally were not keen on fan meet-and-greets (well known for deep privacy), so tonight was very special.
What to wear?! She grabbed her keys and headed to the mall. There was a grunge, rock themed apparel store she knew would be perfect.
She blushed in a deep rose shade when she shook their hands.
"Hi Stephanie," "Nice to meet you, Stephanie," and "Don't be shy, Stephanie" was the chorus from the lead singer, bass guitarist, electric guitarist, and drummer.
"Your outfit is really cool," said the drummer (her most favorite member and helpless crush).
"Oh gosh, these old clothes...but thank you!"
He lightly laughed, gently tapped her shoulder, said "You're welcome," and moved on to the next fan.
Black asymmetric camisole with "Rock Rules" in all caps and blue sequins declared over a white electric guitar on the front. Medium wash, boot cut jeans with rip tears at the knees. Black suede, chunky heel booties. Black leather clutch with silver embossed skull on the front ("Skull" happened to be the band's most popular song among fans, well received song by critics, and overall iconic song for the band to date). Fake colorful strands to blend into her dark blonde hair.
Seth Tyson (the drummer) liked my outfit! She happily screamed in her head.
What a night.
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