Unsatisfied with the very architecture of the place, she waved her hands around spread out more of her changing magic. Within mere moments, the layout of the store began to rearrange itself, shelves became neat and somewhat orderly. (But not TOO precise and crisp, as that'd show effort and a show of dedication, which isn't necessarily plain)
The colors from the store faded or became dull splashes. Color schemes were removed so even the slightest aesthetic from it's own dullness couldn't be enjoyed. With a single tap of her foot, the tiled floor turned into plain hideous concrete.
