InsaneJournal

Who: Rarity and Emma
What:Measuring and fittings.
When: June 15th.
Where: Back room of a side shop on Main Street.
Status: In progress
Rating:PG. Some mild Language, smoking.



It'd been wonderful, so many people seemed to be loving her designs, and she'd been gaining more confidence. She may not be quite ready to try and get into the fashion world, it being harder being in California, but she may have a chance if people that were more popular from that site, helped show it off.

It has been why she had set up for the photo shoot. She bit her lip, making sure all that was needed was out. People may have seen it as chaos, bolts of fabrics laying everywhere, a giant stack of thread spools, a rather huge pin cushion with different colour pins sticking out of it. Hell, there was a stack of her designs that covered nearly an entire table.

The only thing she had neat and tidy were the mannequins that she kept by the wall. Each organised by size and gender. She of course had one that was gender neutral, liking to be as open-minded as the next person.

To her, it was creative, let her work fluidly. She went searching up and down for her measuring tape. "Dammit, where is that thing..." She looked under the table in the back and gritted her teeth to stay calm. "Opal! That is not your plaything!" Grabbed at it, barely managing to escape kitty scratches. She rolled her eyes and lit up a cigarette in hopes that she could calm herself down.

Her timing seemed perfect, because once she'd finished her last drag on it, there was a knock on the back door. She walked over and opened the door "Hello, darling. Emma, correct?"