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Post by xxetceteraxx on Aug 13, 2009 9:02:16 GMT -5
Kim couldn’t help but smile to herself as she browsed through the endless number of tops. There was a party soon, and she was going, and it would be awesome. But first, she had to pick out a cute top, because none of the ones she had at home were nearly suitable enough.
”Are you finding everything alright?” Kim looked up from the plaid button down she had been making a face at and saw a saleswoman with a pleasant smile on her face.
”Oh, yes, thank you,” she replied absently, returning to the rack. She grabbed a shirt she’d been eyeing earlier and held it up for the woman to see. ”But what do you think of this for a casual party full of people I don’t know?”
The woman tilted her head and frowned. ”It’s alright. But might I suggest…” She searched around the nearest racks and grabbed a shirt, seemingly at random. ”Might I suggest something like this?”
”Oh, that is cute!” Kim took the shirt and smiled. She looked up to thank the woman, but she was already gone. Maybe she’d never really existed… she mused dramatically, and smiled again. The shirt was perfect. She held it up to herself and found the nearest mirror.
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Post by electricia on Aug 13, 2009 10:38:04 GMT -5
((Nice outfit^^)) ((just everything on the left! I had been stupid)) Natasha was sitting on a small table beneath street lamp and took a snack right in a bar across the store Kim was searching for a pretty party top. It was more randomly; Tash liked Kimberly on stage though both hadn't to play much together but admittedly after almost one year with her in the show she didn't know Kim very well. Moreover this was one of Natasha's favourite 'snack-places' here in the quarter. With a filled roll of cheese and salad in her right and a can of Red Bull in her left hand Tash enjoyed a little bit of sun; it was a nice day today. When Natasha finished eating she made her way up to the clothing store where Kimberly was shopping. Right now she entered it, recognized a very pretty shirt with a cheeky press at the upper, made a step back to have a better look - and clashed with anyone behind her. Frightened Tash turned around. "Oh my god, sorry -" And then she got the person's face and smiled a bit embarrassed, " Kimberly, hi! I didn't think I would meet you here!" |
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Post by xxetceteraxx on Aug 13, 2009 19:33:53 GMT -5
[[Thanks! And I can't see yours! You have to press the 'publish' button when you're done putting it together.  ]] Kim bit her lip and stared at her reflection. The shirt was adorable, yes, and of course she would look amazing in it. She smiled at her own arrogance. Sometimes it was fun shopping alone. You could stare at your reflection and nobody would yell at you.
She chuckled again and turned her attention back to the shirt. What bottoms could she wear? Something… black. And tight. Skinny jeans? Ooh, with heels. That would look adorable. And chunky accessories… That would be so cute! A hat? No… straight hair or curly? Hmm… straight. Yes, yes, this would be fun.
Now where were the bottoms? She’d passed some jeans on her way in, but they were just blue denim. Maybe she could get some anyway, she always needed more jeans. She thought back to the large stack of jeans in her tiny apartment closet and smiled to herself. Well, she didn’t need them… but that didn’t mean she couldn’t get them!
But no, black pants first. Black pants… black pants… Where was that saleswoman? She could have helped. Kim did a quick little twirl to look behind her and crashed into somebody. ”Oh, woops, sorry about that!” she said with a laugh, looking down to make sure she didn’t drop the shirt. She heard her name and looked up in surprise. ”Oh, Natasha! Hey! Well, yeah, if there are clothes, I’ll be there. If they’re cute, that is.” She laughed and shrugged. ”What are you up to?” |
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Post by electricia on Aug 14, 2009 15:10:52 GMT -5
((Ah, yeah thanks, Cettie. I think you should be able to watch it now^^))
Tasha was pretty thankful that she left back her Red Bull empty in the bar. Smiling the youn g woman bowed down to take her bag again from the ground; she let it fall when both 'met' together. A nervous giggle came out of her mouth.
"Right, I should have known that." A little bit jumpy Natasha grinned, put the belt of the bag around her shoulder again and stood up straight: "Clothes and Kimberly, the perfect combination!" Joking friendly Tasha studied the shirt in her hands.
"That's nice. Uhm, I ate something in the bar opposite to the store. It has the nicest filled rolls in whole London. And randomly I got the idea of shopping." A false smile appeared on her face.
"Also without money ... I'm just curious looking around."
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