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middaeg2020-07-25 04:23 pm
seemstressed) wrote in middaeg2020-07-25 04:23 pm
A New Look [OPEN]
Who: Tataru & Open
When: July
Where: Aefenglom
What: A New Look Quest - That's right, Tataru's judging and making fashion choices. Be prepared. Be afraid. Get measured.
Warnings: None!
[It always feels great to know one's eye for fashion is being, well, appreciated. Hired as a consultant to judge the models who were sporting more avant-garde looks, Tataru was more than eager to get right to it and do what she was being paid for. Money was always something that motivated her but money paired with clothing and sewing? Yeah, sign her up.
There are a few different scenarios you might find yourself in with Tataru:
This eager little lady has been assigned to you, yes you, to judge the current look you've been tasked with flaunting. Throwing open the door one would expect to see a person of normal height but...no. You get a little lady no more than three feet, big long ears and a rotund build. Despite her small stature she's quick on her feet, eager to make adjustments as she sees fit. If she knows you she wastes no time getting up close and personal, tugging on the hems of skirts or shirts, a measuring tape thrown over her neck and shoulders.
If she doesn't know you she at least keeps her hands to herself initially, but that doesn't stop her from cocking her head and saying what she thinks. Does the color suit you? Are things a bit too tight or too loose? Critique and compliments flow freely as the Lalafell gets to work.]
Don't fret now, don't fret-! I'll be sure you look stunning once I'm done with you.
[Or, alternatively, you might be sitting, behaving as best you can, while Tataru works on stitching something quickly while the garments are being worn. Perhaps it's a small accessory she's adding and she's being rather chatty. Do you know her? Are you catching up? Or are you a stranger and she's being nosy?
Or, worst case scenario, maybe you split a seam when bending over or trying to reach for something. Where did you rip it? In the latter case, well...there's only one course of action.]
Take that off, won't you? I'll stitch what you ripped up quick and they'll never have to know.
[She means it too. Time to strip!]
When: July
Where: Aefenglom
What: A New Look Quest - That's right, Tataru's judging and making fashion choices. Be prepared. Be afraid. Get measured.
Warnings: None!
[It always feels great to know one's eye for fashion is being, well, appreciated. Hired as a consultant to judge the models who were sporting more avant-garde looks, Tataru was more than eager to get right to it and do what she was being paid for. Money was always something that motivated her but money paired with clothing and sewing? Yeah, sign her up.
There are a few different scenarios you might find yourself in with Tataru:
This eager little lady has been assigned to you, yes you, to judge the current look you've been tasked with flaunting. Throwing open the door one would expect to see a person of normal height but...no. You get a little lady no more than three feet, big long ears and a rotund build. Despite her small stature she's quick on her feet, eager to make adjustments as she sees fit. If she knows you she wastes no time getting up close and personal, tugging on the hems of skirts or shirts, a measuring tape thrown over her neck and shoulders.
If she doesn't know you she at least keeps her hands to herself initially, but that doesn't stop her from cocking her head and saying what she thinks. Does the color suit you? Are things a bit too tight or too loose? Critique and compliments flow freely as the Lalafell gets to work.]
Don't fret now, don't fret-! I'll be sure you look stunning once I'm done with you.
[Or, alternatively, you might be sitting, behaving as best you can, while Tataru works on stitching something quickly while the garments are being worn. Perhaps it's a small accessory she's adding and she's being rather chatty. Do you know her? Are you catching up? Or are you a stranger and she's being nosy?
Or, worst case scenario, maybe you split a seam when bending over or trying to reach for something. Where did you rip it? In the latter case, well...there's only one course of action.]
Take that off, won't you? I'll stitch what you ripped up quick and they'll never have to know.
[She means it too. Time to strip!]