[ She swats backs the hands that are fussing with her skirt length, sending her a miffed look as she heads back to the bed: ] Why haven't you worn it? You giving me shoddy goods or something?
[ The button-up's drifting off her shoulders, along with the other layers, to make room for trying on the top. It looks fine to her: no gaps in the threading, no weird bent to the delicate trim of the collar, no noticeable defects. Well, even if those things were present, she'd probably still wear it… There are holes in her socks right this second, even. She's not exactly a picky dresser. ]
Look, this one's almost as short as what I've got on! [ Her exclamation's precipitated by the sliding on of the blouse over her gown. The tag bulges at her collar, itching her the back of her neck, but, otherwise, it's a good fit. Aside from her indignation about one little thing — ] How's this more grown up, huh?!
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[ The button-up's drifting off her shoulders, along with the other layers, to make room for trying on the top. It looks fine to her: no gaps in the threading, no weird bent to the delicate trim of the collar, no noticeable defects. Well, even if those things were present, she'd probably still wear it… There are holes in her socks right this second, even. She's not exactly a picky dresser. ]
Look, this one's almost as short as what I've got on! [ Her exclamation's precipitated by the sliding on of the blouse over her gown. The tag bulges at her collar, itching her the back of her neck, but, otherwise, it's a good fit. Aside from her indignation about one little thing — ] How's this more grown up, huh?!