Pixie Dust; Tuesday [ 07/05 ].

[shes-got-legs.livejournal.com]

As much as Ariel wanted to go through the shop and set up some desplays of fashion based on their current location, she knew that today was an incredibly important day. It was her very first shift as manager of the store, and she was going to be good about getting everything all organized and taking care of things and generally not screwing things up. There were orders to be placed, accounts to be balanced, bills to consider, and, most importantly, people to hire.

She put a great deal of thought and consideration and meticulous decorating into the pretty signs to hang on the window and the door.

Are you Fashionably Employed?
Inquire inside to find out how!
Pixie Dust is now hiring!

She added just a little extra glitter and some ribbons to make up for the more professional attempt at text, and then settled in behind the counter to attempt to figure out that pesky computer without breaking it.

Pixie Dust is open!

Community Center Class: The Wearing of Hats! // Tuesday Evening

[atreideslioness]

"Welcome to 'The Wearing of Hats!'" Ghanima said cheerfully once everyone had arrived. "I am Lady Ghanima Atreides, and I am a resident," or Empress, whatever, "of the Imperium, otherwise called the Known Universe, in a time long-distant from now."

"In both the culture of the Imperium, and that of my homeworld, Dune, hats are extremely important. If you go out under the sun of Dune bareheaded, you are asking to die from exposure and water-loss. If you appear in public at any sort of Imperial or social function, well, you are also asking for a death, but this one is political and social," she stated, smiling impishly.

( Cock your hat - angles are attitudes. ~ Frank Sinatra )

"Today, I'd like you to flip through a few different books of hats, to get a feel for what you think you would want to create," Ghanima said. "And I would also like to hear why you decided to take this class."

[OOC: OCD up!]

The Arms Hotel Lobby, Tuesday

[montecito-east.livejournal.com]

With the latest crisis in Las Vegas more or less settled, Mary was free to return to Fandom this morning. After the intense desert heat, she was happy to find that the island had moved somewhere a little cooler. Though, as she told Gunther, it was a little disappointing to realize she no longer could tolerate a Las Vegas summer.

Welcome to the Arms Hotel
Today's Specials
Spring Greens with Orange-Fennel Vinaigrette
Herb-Roasted Salmon, Potatoes, Carrots, and Sugar-Snap Peas
Melon with Basil-Lime Granita

Groovy Tunes, Tuesday

[notyourpawn.livejournal.com]

Alice set the music queue to random, and was fully prepared to consider Queen's "Fat-Bottomed Girls" to be a personal insult from the agents of chaos and/or the store itself against the current shape and condition of her body, except that:

A: her bottom was much the same condition as it always had been; the bump was concentrated in her center front

B: Freddie Mercury seemed largely complimentary on the subject.

She still skipped to the next track rather quickly, and felt inclined to be somewhat cross for the next hour.

(open/ocd-free/same warning as the last post: out and about for a few hours, will reply once home)

The Devil's Nest, Tuesday Evening

[icecoldfrost]

Of course Emma had skipped the newbie weekend. She had a player who was afk graduated and had important things to do in the city, before she was living there full time. Besides, the fireworks in NYC were fabulous.

Since it was her night to work, she had wandered back just before opening. It was entirely possible that a particular little telepath had stayed up far too late, as she found all the fervent 'Americana' funny, especially since she knew exactly how patriotic so many of the revelers were.

The Devil's Nest was open, and tonight Emma was handing out glow-sticks, since sparklers were a Bad Plan.

Caritas [Tuesday evening]

[canadianpopstar.livejournal.com]

Tino really needed to stop expecting so much of Robin.

Tonight she had texted him that she wouldn't be in because she was "too annoyed by those constant Living Social ads."

A new low had been reached.

[we have company over, I've got my phone on me but mod Tino anyway! Also I hate the unending slew of Living Social ads, yes.]