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retail therapy is the best kind of therapy | backdated to June 1 | OPEN
WHO: Fai and Jirou, plus anyone else!
WHERE: Around the city, anywhere there are shops with cute things to be found
WHEN: Afternoon, June 1
WHAT: Drunk shopping! Fai and Jirou are wandering around the city, in drag and in various stages of intoxication, to find pretty things to buy. Fai is sort of disguised, so feel free to not recognize him. Also, they're idiots. But they're the best idiots.
WARNINGS: Substance abuse. Makeup. Fashion. Flirting. Stupidity.
[a - elegant boy, beautiful girl]
[After a brief stop at Jirou's house that had turned into yet another impromptu makeup and wardrobe session, they're both in drag (very convincing drag, despite the fact that both of them top six feet tall, Jirou even taller, and they're both in heels), and they're getting out of a slick black car that comes with a driver. Because they're idiots but they're not drunk drivers, okay.
Fai is in disguise for the occasion, because he doesn't go around in drag just anywhere anymore. He's in a long, straight black wig (with his eyebrows pencilled darker, of course) and contacts that actually leave him looking something like this. Oh, the cosmic irony. They both look fantastic and somehow incredibly elegant, despite the amount of alcohol that's between them as they step out into the shopping district. Movie stars? Maybe. That's for them to know and you to find out~]
[b - giggling idiots]
[Who's making a scene? You're making a scene. It's totally not these two incredibly tall, pretty ladies who're clinging to each other and giggling at anything and everything. They're in a shop somewhere, maybe accessories, maybe clothes, who knows, and they're pointing everything out that's even remotely pretty. And trying things on. And giggling, repeat ad nauseum.
At one point one of them is trying something on--something small, like a necklace or a scarf--and turns to you, because the other is giggling too hard to be of any real help. Besides, you look like someone who would know about these things! Or maybe you're just cute. Or handsome, that one's even better.]
Hmm, what do you think? Does it suit me?
[You're probably going to get flirted with, if you're over 18. Be prepared.]
[c - wildcard]
[Got another idea? Hit us up!]
WHERE: Around the city, anywhere there are shops with cute things to be found
WHEN: Afternoon, June 1
WHAT: Drunk shopping! Fai and Jirou are wandering around the city, in drag and in various stages of intoxication, to find pretty things to buy. Fai is sort of disguised, so feel free to not recognize him. Also, they're idiots. But they're the best idiots.
WARNINGS: Substance abuse. Makeup. Fashion. Flirting. Stupidity.
[a - elegant boy, beautiful girl]
[After a brief stop at Jirou's house that had turned into yet another impromptu makeup and wardrobe session, they're both in drag (very convincing drag, despite the fact that both of them top six feet tall, Jirou even taller, and they're both in heels), and they're getting out of a slick black car that comes with a driver. Because they're idiots but they're not drunk drivers, okay.
Fai is in disguise for the occasion, because he doesn't go around in drag just anywhere anymore. He's in a long, straight black wig (with his eyebrows pencilled darker, of course) and contacts that actually leave him looking something like this. Oh, the cosmic irony. They both look fantastic and somehow incredibly elegant, despite the amount of alcohol that's between them as they step out into the shopping district. Movie stars? Maybe. That's for them to know and you to find out~]
[b - giggling idiots]
[Who's making a scene? You're making a scene. It's totally not these two incredibly tall, pretty ladies who're clinging to each other and giggling at anything and everything. They're in a shop somewhere, maybe accessories, maybe clothes, who knows, and they're pointing everything out that's even remotely pretty. And trying things on. And giggling, repeat ad nauseum.
At one point one of them is trying something on--something small, like a necklace or a scarf--and turns to you, because the other is giggling too hard to be of any real help. Besides, you look like someone who would know about these things! Or maybe you're just cute. Or handsome, that one's even better.]
Hmm, what do you think? Does it suit me?
[You're probably going to get flirted with, if you're over 18. Be prepared.]
[c - wildcard]
[Got another idea? Hit us up!]