It was not uncommon for Solange LeClerc to be patronizing a dressmaker's shop, but this time she was heading into town to visit A Stitch in Time. Usually, the polished attach? preferred the luxury of private fittings in her home. However today she was on an errand that had little to do with fine fabrics.
As Solange entered the main building, the scent of fabric filled her powdered nose. Her chin softly lifted as she took in the fragrance and how it mixed delicately with her perfume. She did not have to wait for any employee to make themselves known, she readily saw a petit woman behind the counter. Still clad in her ivory tweed suit, though only the heavens knew why she would wear such a color into town, her stiletto outfitted stems gracefully walked the few steps toward the counter.
"Excuse me? My name is Solange LeClerc and I would like to leave this for Lirssa. Is she available? She and I have a bit of conversation to be had." She smiled in good measure as she was practiced at doing, one of her finely manicured hands was holding a perfectly folded piece of buttery parchment.
As Solange entered the main building, the scent of fabric filled her powdered nose. Her chin softly lifted as she took in the fragrance and how it mixed delicately with her perfume. She did not have to wait for any employee to make themselves known, she readily saw a petit woman behind the counter. Still clad in her ivory tweed suit, though only the heavens knew why she would wear such a color into town, her stiletto outfitted stems gracefully walked the few steps toward the counter.
"Excuse me? My name is Solange LeClerc and I would like to leave this for Lirssa. Is she available? She and I have a bit of conversation to be had." She smiled in good measure as she was practiced at doing, one of her finely manicured hands was holding a perfectly folded piece of buttery parchment.