Something To Celebrate {Zoey}
Apr 23, 2011 23:22:58 GMT -5
Post by Marisol Rivero on Apr 23, 2011 23:22:58 GMT -5
Marisol was definitely happy as she busied herself folding the clothes Zoey was done modeling for her. There was one outfit left, and so far she really didn't think she had anything to worry about - the junior girl had done a great job, and well, she was pretty proud of the clothes she'd made too. She always made sure never to expect too high of grades, because she much preferred being pleasantly surprised to disappointed and let down, but in this case, she really didn't think it'd even be possibly for her to get anything but a great result for her final project. It was a bit saddening to know that this was her final project though, but she'd known that day would come and so she was happy to know she'd made sure to make the most of it. She'd worked as hard as what was humanly possible on every single outfit to make sure that her teacher wouldn't be able to spot a single imperfection with the way she'd made the cut or sewn it, and she'd even managed to finish up an eleventh outfit to be added to the bunch. Sure, some of her classmates had made fifteen, and there was even someone who'd gotten twenty done, but she wouldn't trust those clothes to last a day.
All in all, she couldn't have hoped for this day to have gone any better than it had, and now that it was over, the only thing she was looking forward to was going out and celebrating. Unlike the other talents, fashion designers generally had their final project show a little bit earlier, before prom even, because then it gave them time to help out with costumes for theater production, and so even though her work was far from done, she had the most of it out of the way and she figured that all that hard work deserved a little bit of fun time. She figured the least she could do was invite Zoey to come along, too, since she'd obviously helped her a lot by accepting to model her clothes. She really thought the younger girl had done a great job tonight, much better than the majority of the other models the other students had picked out, though maybe she was just a little bit biased but she didn't care. She went over to greet her with a grin when she came back from modeling the last outfit, giving her a brief hug - she couldn't help it, she was a hugger - once she reached her. "You've done great, thanks so much again for doing this. This was really the best project I've had to do and you've made it really easy."