DATE & TIME: february 6th, 5:00pm LOCATION: plaza 66, cartier STATUS: closed for @wolfiber
“how does this look, dear rosebud?”
she tilts her head slowly, lets light catch on the diamonds adorned around her neck, sparkling. there is an answer they all know, but it leaves ruby lips all the same for the mere satisfaction of hearing it out of the younger girl’s lips. a test. a reaffirmation.
“choose what you wish, dear rosebud. i have men here and you have been working with metzger’s secondhand supplies for too long - truly, an insult for you to use such cheap things.” sol sighs, bird wings fluttering. sharp nails tap lightly on glass displays, pointing at diamonds and gold easily as she speaks, not sparing a second look at the attendants scrambling to meet her wordless order.
“consider it a gift, my love. from me to you - we shall get all the silks for your designs later, but jade and silver will be for you alone. no other shall be able to wear it as lovely as you will. have you found one of your liking yet?” an arch of a perfect brow. “or perhaps more than just one?”
