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How to Develop a Personal Style [Tuesday]
"We beat it," Irene said, smiling at her class proudly as they filed into the Danger Shop. (She had finally, hesitantly programmed it today -- it had been weeks since Kitty's incident with a different Danger-place, and it was silly to avoid this one forever when it was showing no homicidal tendencies.) "Yes, of course I mean the whole thing with Mr. Gaunt, hurrah hurrah for all of you, but I really mean -- we beat winter!" And she was going to applaud for everyone, there, just a wee little golf clap.
It would probably make sense now how today the Danger Shop was programmed to be a very rainy, drizzly day -- not unlike the one outside, actually, but Irene would have had trouble setting up those cabanas she liked to use in actual reality -- and that Irene was wearing a Burberry trenchcoat, matching boots and holding an umbrella.
"Rain is dreary and cold and messes with your hair, but it's my native environment," she said cheerfully. "Londoners, not to mention Seattleites and anyone else who deals with rain on the regular, are used to having to make the dreary fashionable. Much as with the snow, the idea is to look darling without sloshing water around in your boots."
She gestured to the cabanas, making little wavy fingers. "Go, find yourself a raincoat and some rainboots -- I won't hold it against you if you pick out a pair with duckies on them, or something -- and an umbrella, and then come on out to splash about in the rain. It's pretend rain, you won't catch a chill, promise."
It would probably make sense now how today the Danger Shop was programmed to be a very rainy, drizzly day -- not unlike the one outside, actually, but Irene would have had trouble setting up those cabanas she liked to use in actual reality -- and that Irene was wearing a Burberry trenchcoat, matching boots and holding an umbrella.
"Rain is dreary and cold and messes with your hair, but it's my native environment," she said cheerfully. "Londoners, not to mention Seattleites and anyone else who deals with rain on the regular, are used to having to make the dreary fashionable. Much as with the snow, the idea is to look darling without sloshing water around in your boots."
She gestured to the cabanas, making little wavy fingers. "Go, find yourself a raincoat and some rainboots -- I won't hold it against you if you pick out a pair with duckies on them, or something -- and an umbrella, and then come on out to splash about in the rain. It's pretend rain, you won't catch a chill, promise."
Re: Try on raingear [3/31]
She hadn't given a lot of thought to making sure they matched, however.