after a week straight of bloody fingertips, leather cutting and cold coffee, a collection has been created.
night through night, minions worked, threading and knotting. one dress, one skirt, one short
black throughout, with gold and green disguised underneath
E train to B train. A suitcase full of clothes bounced with two young aspirers dragging it along.
Behind bars and down small hallways, goddesses were created. Tall and thin; hair poised; makeup brushed to perfection.
Hundreds flocked to gaze at the beauty housed within the small white room
Flashes of light, chattering about, everyone seemed to agree.
The lights went down and then the pedestals were empty, a celebration was about to begin.
Drinks on the house, so naturally I couldn't refuse.
Rose petals, ginger-whiskys and 7 empty glasses later, the night was mine. I couldn't have been happier.
RO was beautiful.
LO was handsome.
Only good things were said.
And now, a bit tipsy. Happy and sad. I love the family we've created.
Goodnight for tonight.
Goodbye for a while.
I'm only just across the water.
x
