Descriptive Essay: Tiar Boulevard

On the farthest northern edge of Queens Shores lies Tiar Boulevard. If you are in the mood for shopping, and have a lot of time to pass, thenTiar Boulevard is the place to be.And on this warm breezy August day Kohl and Renee were window shopping; one of their favorite pass times. After the last three months of constant cleaning, rearranging furniture again and again, Renee was in desparte need of a break. Kohl parked on the south side, and they walked their way north. “Hey Renee, look at this,” Kohl said for the millionth time. “Wait a second,” she replied, again, while looking at something else. Kohl loved rare pieces of jewelry, and had an eye for certain kinds of vintage clothing, but what sat before him was a vase that looked like from the early forties. Gold leafing, vivid roses, with a touch of pink undertone embraced it. He was excited to find such a piece, even if it really wasn’t from the early forties.
“That would look good on you,” he said, staring at a beautiful sheer purple blouse hanging inside a boutique window. "Pretty,” she said noticing the floral lace accenting and the flared sleeves and hem. He then led her into the store and bought it for her. One particular area of Tiar Boulevard is lined with quaint cafes and small private owned restaurants, and a bakery a few doors down from them, where they bought rolls for later. After they had finished eating, she got a few windows ahead of him and stopped dead in her tracks, starring at a clear princess cut diamond ring. Gorgeous, she thought. Kohl walked up behind her, put his arm around her and then noticed the slight smile on her face. “Go try it on.” She was so into the ring that she didn’t realize he was standing there. He rubbed her back, and she said,