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fandomtownies2010-07-20 07:25 am
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Pixie Dust; Tuesday [ 07/20 ].
It was a fairly typical day so far for Ariel at work. She'd taken the usual time in the morning to glee over some of the new items in stock, but, for the most part, she was feeling relatively bored with clothing today. Her interest, it seemed, fell heavily into the realm of hair, which was why she had brought over a mirror to the counter so she could better work with her impressive tresses. She'd flip through the fashion magazines until she found something she'd like, and then spend a good five to ten minutes working her hair and making faces in the mirror (mostly sultry ones) to see how they came off.
Then she'd let her hair fall over her shoulders like a red tidal wave, shake it out, flip the page, and try another one, touching it up here and there with the dinglehopper she'd brought with her specifically for grooming purposes.
At least no one could claim she was difficult to entertain.
The sign was, of course, still in the window.
HAPPY TUESDAY!!!
Free kisses today with every purchase!
Pixie Dust is open!
[[ and so is the post! ]]
Then she'd let her hair fall over her shoulders like a red tidal wave, shake it out, flip the page, and try another one, touching it up here and there with the dinglehopper she'd brought with her specifically for grooming purposes.
At least no one could claim she was difficult to entertain.
The sign was, of course, still in the window.
HAPPY TUESDAY!!!
Free kisses today with every purchase!
Pixie Dust is open!
[[ and so is the post! ]]
