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Adelaide Sullivan ([info]justsomedoll) wrote in [info]thelast3years,
@ 2009-02-06 19:47:00

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Entry tags:adelaide, dori, unfinished

Who: Adelaide Sullivan & Dorianne van de Graaff
What: Before city conquering, there's braving the hotel room.
When: Friday evening
Where: NYC, hotel room
Rating: PG - classy girls, these.
Status: Incomplete

"Do you ever get the feeling that you have too many clothes?" Changing before dinner was an absolute must for Adelaide. She rarely considered jeans a good idea, but they'd been comfortable on the bus-ride. There was something to be said for comfort - a sweater and jeans had worked. But as soon as they were off the bus, the jeans had to go. They weren't her favorite thing to wear, even when she was dressing down. And dinner in New York certainly wasn't something to dress down for anyway. At the moment, she was surveying a wide black belt in the room's full-length mirror, deciding whether or not it worked well with her outfit.

It did, of course. Her mother probably would have disowned her if Addi's taste hadn't been good, and the snug vintage pencil skirt with its high waist and white poplin blouse with puffy cap sleeves was proof that it was. Granted, this was outfit number three - the other two had already been packed back up, and there was still a sleeveless sweater-dress laid out on her bed. Just in case.



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[info]dorianne
2009-02-06 11:30 pm UTC (link)
"Too many?" Dori gaped in disbelief as she looked over from where she stood in front of the mirror, holding up two full-skirted dresses with fitted bodices--one emerald green with a yellow belt and a deep V neck, the other a bold purple abstract print wrap dress--trying to decide which to wear. "I don't know if there is such a thing. It kills me that we don't have bigger closets at school. Although it does make packing for trips a pain," she admitted as she looked to the mirror again. She had worn a jersey wrap dress on the bus, and while it was probably as dressed up as other people would be to go out to eat, or more, the last thing she wanted was to blend in. One step up from most people, always, that was her rule.

"It's the shoes that are the real problem," she added. "They take up so much room, but I'm totally addicted. But as long as I don't have to haul my own suitcase around in the snow, it's worth dealing with." And we don't. We never do.

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[info]justsomedoll
2009-02-06 11:51 pm UTC (link)
"That's what I mean - at school. It took me forever to pack for just this one little trip, and I still brought way too much stuff." And yes, the shoes. At school, she had an organized trunk of them at the foot of her bed, as well as the entire floorspace of her closet and the back of the door... and really, she felt guilty for having someone else lug her heavy bag around in the snow.

Not guilty enough to do it herself, granted... and certainly not guilty enough to have kept her from fluttering her lashes at one of the senior boys for his help. But still. A little guilty. "Forget Calculus. They should have classes on packing," Addi sighed, turning away from her reflection in order to fetch her shoes - smart black Louboutin loafers, a gift from her father as well as one of her favorite pairs of shoes. "I love the purple, Dor. Your hair sets it off."

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[info]dorianne
2009-02-07 07:02 pm UTC (link)
"I love purple," Dori admitted, glancing in the mirror again. It was her favorite color, hands down. Way to pick one of the two most expensive colors to produce as a favorite, she laughed at herself. But ohhhhh well! "Purple wins," she agreed, moving to choose her choose before changing. Wrap dresses required already standing in the exact heels she'd be wearing in order to tie them so that they didn't gap--well, not more than she wanted them to, at least.

"You look adorable, by the way," she added. "I don't know if any class on packing could help me to stop overpacking. How is it possible to be prepared for everything otherwise? I mean, what if we had run into some incredibly hot boys in the lobby who invited us out to something entirely unexpected?"

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[info]justsomedoll
2009-02-07 07:42 pm UTC (link)
"True," Addi offered, pleased to accept that explanation. Overpacking seemed less a sin if she wasn't the only one... and she was almost sure that all the other girls - with the exception of Elizabeth, maybe - had done exactly the same thing. Between them all, they probably could have lived comfortably in New York for a month without recycling an outfit. Dropping down on the edge of her bed, she double-checked her stockings before she slipped into the heels.

"And I'm still so up for running into the incredibly hot boys who want to invite us out to something spontaneous. Let's try and work that out? Oh! And thank you."

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[info]dorianne
2009-02-07 08:08 pm UTC (link)
"I know, right?" Dori answered happily as she slipped her feet into a pair of black vintage peeptoes with a knot over the toe and heels that were just a smidge too high. She turned back to the dress and slid it off the hanger to change into it. "I'm all for a jazz club tonight--" Hello, glam! Sipping martinis and live jazz music and dark, hazy lighting? Perfect! "--but jazz clubs will always be there. I'm so willing to be flexible for the right boy. Pun intended," she trilled happily. Ah, the posturing, it came so easily.

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