"Reinette I don't wear anything poorly," he told her with a smirk, far too self assured for it to be entirely real.
"Right," he said, that beaming smile getting a little wider.
He stood and reached for the bags, one for him and one for her.
"Here," he said, and handed the bulky bag over. "The shop supplied everything, so blame them for problems."
Inside was a dress, overly bright blue and almost gaudy, supposedly designed in the 18th century style. The label had once said 'Mary Antoinette Dress', but that had long since been pulled off. There was, to go with it, also shoes and an over the top white wig (though he'd never seen her in one).
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Date: 2010-07-06 08:17 pm (UTC)"Right," he said, that beaming smile getting a little wider.
He stood and reached for the bags, one for him and one for her.
"Here," he said, and handed the bulky bag over. "The shop supplied everything, so blame them for problems."
Inside was a dress, overly bright blue and almost gaudy, supposedly designed in the 18th century style. The label had once said 'Mary Antoinette Dress', but that had long since been pulled off. There was, to go with it, also shoes and an over the top white wig (though he'd never seen her in one).