Topic: The Stitching Hour

Sapphyre

Date: 2007-09-06 00:33 EST
The maiden had little time to prepare for her mad dash around the city. There was a room to book into, food to buy, ornaments and bedsheets, soap, casserole dish, basics for her tenure in the new land. She breezed in, nonetheless, finding the sign and displays irresistable. Her light blue skirts chased around her ankles, sleeves peeled to her elbows, hair in a neat bun, eyes furtive and large as they moved around the imrpessive, cosy store.


"Excuse me, anyone?", her softly accented voice pronounced in the quiet. Brushing a dark lock from her eye and behind an ear she turned on the spot, admiring the selection.

Lydia Loran

Date: 2007-09-06 01:50 EST
Lydia had been distracted, a common thing as of late. Her tattered green book was set upon the counter she stood behind, open to a nearly blank page she was slowly working on. Designs came easier before, but not as much now. Lips pursed and twisted as she attempted to etch out some sort of intricate pattern in the corner of her page, before hearing someone speak up.

Pale blues lifted from her 'work' towards the newcomer and she forced herself to smile. Broadly and invitingly. "Welcome to The Stitch!" She always tried to be particularly friendly to customers she didn't recognize. It was just good for business! Pen set aside, she tilted her head curiously to the woman as she stepped out from behind the counter.

"Is there something I can help you with miss?" She waited patiently, not looking entirely unlike the green haired mannequin set up in the display window...

Sapphyre

Date: 2007-09-06 02:17 EST
Turning over her right shoulder in a half turn around, the woman nodded quickly and pointed towards the green haired mannequin she had espied on passing the store.

"The lavender dress on her, do you have it in blue?"

She smiled, coy and interested and stepped up to the counter, gloved hands falling into the large pockets on her sundress.

"I've an affinity for indigo blue, if you do have the stock"

Ideas sprang one after the other in a cavalcade of shades and styles. Her eyes lifted upwards, in gleeful thought, and she pondered the right look for her. But first, she needed to know if the girl before her was the wiz with couture, whose talents surrounded them, to ask anything more and if there was no indigo fabric could it be dyed for her. So softly she asked, her eyes momentarily caught here and there by the tantalising designs; she was aesthetic, and the classic designs on show were pleasing, and she said so too, she did!

Lydia Loran

Date: 2007-09-06 03:20 EST
The green haired elf's smile became a bit more genuine when the woman seemed to like her work. Gaze drifted to the lifeless likeness of herself, studying the dress a moment.

"I don't think I have that exact design, but I do have something very similar."

Lydia moved towards a rack in the corner, housing an abundance of dresses in the cooler color schemes of blues and violets. She sifted through it, looking over each dress, trying to find the right one. Occasionally her face scrunched up as she found something not at all what she was looking for, or something that made her wonder why she ever made it...

Hearing mention of yarn she paused, features dimming somewhat. "I'm afraid I don't much about yarn or dyeing it. Erin's more knowledgeable about that sort of thing, so when she comes back to work I'll definitely point you her way."

A few moments searching later, she pulled from the rack a dress very similar to the one on the mannequin, the biggest difference being color. This dress was a deep blue, bordering on violet. It was the kind of color that people argued over. 'It's blue!' 'It's purple!'

"This is pretty close, yeah? It's just cinched in at the waist a little more and has some gems accenting the hem." She gestured to both things as she spoke of them, before looking to the woman curiously.

Sapphyre

Date: 2007-09-06 04:10 EST
"That is stunning, just stunning" she quipped, briskly heading over with arms out to feel and enjoy the gown in her arms, while giving the delightfully offbeat designer a furrow of her brow to see if she would mind.

"Really, this...this is something", she said in a whisper, so charmed.

"How much is it?"

Her near-black eyes lifted to the eerie blue of Lydia's in question, as with gloved fingers she smoothed her hand across the material lovingly, holding it to her chest.

She'd keep that Erin in mind too, for other fashion adventures.

Lydia Loran

Date: 2007-09-14 15:23 EST
Lydia didn't mind at all that the woman wanted to feel the dress and the fabric, and gave a faint smile to display such. Most wanted a feel for the fabric when they purchased a dress. Who would want to buy something that felt uncomfortable or itchy against their skin?

Since the woman seemed to like it, she extended the dress further to her, giving a faint nod for her to hold it if she wanted to. Look it over a bit closer to make sure she really did want it.

"This particular one is..." She trailed off, pondering a moment as she did some mental calculations of costs and profits. "...Forty silvers." Or four gold. Or four hundred coppers.

Brows lifted faintly as she watched the other for her reaction.