It was just the right time for the sun to fall into it's slumber for the next few hours. She was wearing a simple outfit, one given to her by a friend from the adventures in the land of the Taj Mahal, and she was going to have some fun tonight. She wore her heels, and her hair pulled back, and even had her cigarettes with her. Oh yes, the nightclub was definetely going to be her ring. She was much more than ready to claim her title, as the greatest beauty of the night. She walked past the cafe, tried not to look inside, but failed. There he was, the man that could have been, but never was. He was sipping coffee, while talking to an older lady. She sighed, and walked past the cafe, while thinking pretty things. This was not going to be a good night after all. She got the lighter and drew a cigarette from her clutch, turned it on, took a drag of air, and walked on to the club.
Worn by Irina:
Skin: Fashionably Dead- Slasher 4. (Freckles) , Eyes: TB- Tres Blah! Jejune Eyes in Blue, Pididdle- Eyelashes, Alphavillain- Ipcress Glasses (large), Dress: Nylon Outfitters (NO): Ganesh Dress from the Culture Shock Project Theomery Event, Earrings: Nylon Outfitters (NO): Snowflake Earrings. Bangles: Zaara- Nizam Choodiya gold *white*. Nails: -Tb- (Tres Blah!) Nail color in Shoes: Anexx- Studded Jewel Heels in black . Hair: (POSH) Vindicated in Scarlet, Clutch: Duh! Little Black Beaded Clutch from the Season's Hunt (Previous hunt item).
Location: Nighthawks at Primtings. Love that painting so I had to do a blog post with it. It makes me feel slightly lonely, therefore the excerpt from the nowhere novel, is slightly just that.
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