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Join Date: Aug 2009 Location: Dragonstone
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Hogwarts RPG Name: Lyric Bayliss-Black Slytherin Fourth Year x12 x12
| More of a catchup! { Bel, Stewart } Zombie Apocalypse Team Leader ★ ★ in a crown of pepperoni and artisan cheese SPOILER!!: Bel! Quote:
Originally Posted by Tegz "....bad mama?" Wat. "You're a mum?" Bel asked curiously. The drama geek thing though, that was cool. "Oh drama, are you in the play? I'm not but I did volunteer to help Professor Myers out because I like being involved. I'll hold his clipboard and fetch him tea and things like that, whatever he needs!" And probably whatever the stars of the show needed too. And if Olivia was one of those stars, then that meant her too. She shook Olivia's hand. "Nice to meet ya too." The Australian girl said cheerfully.
More assistance was definitely needed. Bel was thankful for the help she had got so far but she didn't want to hold anyone else up so at first when Olivia went back to her original work station Bel just sort of mentally went 'oh' as well as 'oh well' but then she was right back, pushing tables together and depositing herself where Bel could watch.
After she'd settled her desk into the new spot, the blonde grinned at the Puffer girl kindly. "I mean, I do mother the younger Gryffindor girls." Come to think of it, but an actual "mother," no. "But not in the offical capacity. I didn't birth them, or anything." Leaning down to switch-up the plugs for her machine, Liv made sure the short move hadn't messed up her progress. Huh.... everything looked to be in order, still.
....AND completely amused at the lengths Professor Paul had went to to include everyone in the play (in some way), Olivia beamed/grinned. "Professor Paul is one of my favorite teachers at this school. You're so lucky to have him as a Head of House." The Gryffindor could gush, but... Well, they were too busy for all that. "I'm playing the Scarecrow!..... and I was thinking about popping down to the greenhouses and offering my assistance with costumes." Since she had the experience and figured every small bit would help. Plays had so many moving parts!
Talk of fashion always engaged the Blonde One™. And it was no secret that she'd been a junior ambassador for O-Star for a few years now...but Olivia made no moves to mention this, as it was a magical brand. Though, she had walked in muggle fashion shows before. Actually, Olivia been working since a very young age, building up that résumé. "Fashion should be whatever makes you feel comfortable in your own skin." She was back to fiddling with her machine, commenting in a distracted sort of way. "I believe in clothes that encourage people to be their individual selves." For her, she'd been lucky enough to walk in both muggle and magical fashion shows. The best part has always been the free samples. Just putting that out there. "I feel like we recycle trends a lot. Since words like Vintage and Retro are commonly used." It was hilarious how everyone always wanted to revisit the past through fashion, but at the same time.... it made all the sense in the world. What was creativity? What was originality? Ideas were reused and reinvented all the time! Nothing was truly original anymore.
Taking a small break from talking, the Gryffindor focused on the patterns and fleece material. Hats... Now, Liv loved a good hat as much as the next girl, but she preferred her's to be custom fitted to her head... and there wasn't a hat conformator in plain sight.
Well, that was rather unfortunate.
For now, she'd measure and cut the fleece, making use of the pins. Perhaps Liv could suggest purchasing one for the Muggle Studies classroom. It was a wonderful investment if you wanted the make the most fabulous hats. Obviously, even magic had it limits. So, there was nothing quite like manually-fitted head wear.... Snip, snip. Snip, snip.
That was all that could be heard, as she went about sorting her fleece material. One thing Olivia could say.... it was of good quality. Very soft to the touch. "Where did you get this fleece, Professor?" SPOILER!!: Bel! Quote:
Originally Posted by Tegz .......ohhh no. Bel wasn't so sure about this bit. She hurried and tried to put the fabric under the foot thing but even figuring THAT out was a nightmare. Oh help. Oh no. Oh... THERE. She found the lever that lifted the foot up and put the fabric under it. Wait.... what was a backstitch? Bel understood what it was for with the explanation but she gaped a bit trying to see what exactly was going on with that. An inch? Um. Oh okay. Sew... the other direction? Okay. Okay she could do this.
Bel put her foot down on the pedal and..... the machine went crazy. Only... she hadn't put the little metal foot back down to guide things and so the sewing? Wasn't exactly what she had in mind, going wild, bunching up the fabric, general chaos.
But it was fiiiiine.
It was juuuust fiiiiiiiiine.
(Help).
"Olivia. Oh help. I made a blue of it."
....... What?
Turning her attention back to Bel, who'd been working silently, Olivia's eyes widened. "Okay, take your foot off the pedal." There was no laughter or anything, since it wasn't the smol girl's fault (Liv would argue). This was a very advanced lesson, and probably shouldn't have been the first one dealing with sewing, since many of these kids had no knowledge of this type of equipment..... But she mentally digressed. "Let's get the fabric untangled." Even as she suggested it, her fingers were working the fleece loose.... Oh, she'd forgotten to drop the foot, which would guide the material for someone less skilled... Hm, and because she'd been in the process of backstitching, the pieces that Bel had been working with, couldn't exactly be salvaged. Well, they could.... if they wanted to sit here and cut out the thread, but that was kinda time-consuming.
If only they could use magic to remove it.... "Let's get you some more fleece and take it from the top, yeah?"
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