She looked fucking fabulous and she knew it. All those skinny bitches that scowled at her, they didn't even know. No. It was all about attitude and owning it. And Taweret... she owned it. Yes, it hugged her rather generous curves, but why was she going to hide the beautiful body she was given? She wasn't. Damn no. She was no fool. Attitude, confidence and walk with style.
Oh, Taweret had all those things. This was why when she chose the dress she did, the drag queen that had been in there shopping at the same time stopped dead and said, “damn girl.” He knew. Oh, yes.
Black fabric clung where it should with lace down the arms, and gold & black mask that made her just laugh. This was wonderful, even if her husband wasn't joining her. She was going to try to find Reshi, maybe find Sigyn -maybe introduce the two of them if both were alright, and be snarky and fabulous. Taweret was determined to have a good time.
Starting right now as she strode up beside a large man, without really looking over to see if maybe she knew him and proclaimed at a volume just loud enough for those within several feet of her to hear, “Alright! Everyone settle down, I'm here to bring sexy back... haha!”