Hey, turquoise is a precious commodity in Kate's day and age. Sometimes taste bows to expense, and nothing draws attention like studded boots.

Kate's trailing a tailor as she crosses the street, hollering and laughing her approval.

"Hoowee! Ain't those somethin'!"

Barefoot in Texas no longer!

The tailor blinks at Rachel's morphing outfit, stumbling a step before moving in to get her measurements.

"How much they run you?"