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[tastefulfashion.livejournal.com]

[ See Romana. See Romana looking a bit disgruntled at the digital documents from where she stands with that tablet in hand. In less than an hour, her reality, she was to accompany the twin rulers to a gala where she aimed to correct the negotiations that had been drafted upon a previous review on her part. And by all means it is rather odd today because she unfortunately she could not sway Esitella to leave her be when getting dressed.

Just because it was a highly important gathering, it did not mean that Romana had to dress in something other than her normal advisory attire. But no - the ruler had been dead set on her dressing for this occasion. Which is why she can be found wearing this blue gown and her hair pulled back with a matching blue ribbon.

Oh, she doesn't normally mind dresses. But frankly she felt rather silly in this one. ]

Comments

[madamemoiselle]

Ne, that dress is gorgeous~~

[tastefulfashion.livejournal.com]

Hm? [engrossed with her work - as usual] Oh-- thank you.

[madamemoiselle]

What era is it from? Or maybe designer? Whichever one? It looks like something from Russia, or maybe Italy, maybe?

[tastefulfashion.livejournal.com]

It was made here on Eppesta, but from books I had studied long ago they do carry a similarity to that of the Victorian era on Earth.

[madamemoiselle]

The clothes of that time were my favorite, actually! Not as big and unmanageable as skirts from...oh, the 18th century, but still very elegant and refined. You're very lucky to have something like that! Where is Eppesta, though?

[tastefulfashion.livejournal.com]

They certainly are of a lovely design, but... [plucking at the beds on the front a bit] I still see nothing wrong with my usual attire. [she looks up from her fiddling to add] Eppesta? It is located in the Hallow Galaxy.

[madamemoiselle]

Oh? What kinds of things do you usually wear, then?

...Ah! You...are you related to the Doctor at all? It seems...most people that talk about other galaxies are.

[tastefulfashion.livejournal.com]

Normally, with less beads, I wear clothing typical for an adviser. Preferably outfits with leggings.

He is a friend of mine, yes.

[madamemoiselle]

An adviser? Ah, I don't know what type of job that is, sorry.

Then it makes sense. He must be a good friend to have.

[tastefulfashion.livejournal.com]

Well, the rulers of this planet come to me when they need advice on matters pertaining to politics or other things of that nature. And quite often I am moving about the palace going from meeting to meeting. It is easier to move quickly in pants than it is a skirt.

He is.

[shatteredqueen.livejournal.com]

Oh my, don't you look lovely!

[tastefulfashion.livejournal.com]

[is she ever not reading from that tablet? nope. workaholic much?] Oh- thank you, miss.

[madamemoiselle]

Ah~ That sounds like quite the powerful job, then! I can see why pants would be preferable, but I like skirts and dresses more myself.

[tastefulfashion.livejournal.com]

It is quite the responsibility. [looking over something again on the tablet]

[shatteredqueen.livejournal.com]

Mmm, a pleasure, ah...?

[tastefulfashion.livejournal.com]

Romanadvoratrelundar. And you are... ?

[shatteredqueen.livejournal.com]

Lucy Saxon. Charmed. Though I don't suppose there's anything else you go by...?

[tastefulfashion.livejournal.com]

Many have addressed me as just Romana.

[madamemoiselle]

But it seems like you're quite devoted to it. Assuming that's what, ah, that thing is for.

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

[look at him, not even a 'hello' as he tries to snatch the tablet from her]

[shatteredqueen.livejournal.com]

Oh, that's much more acceptable. I must say, though, Romana, you do look absolutely smashing.

[tastefulfashion.livejournal.com]

[and the attempt is unsuccessful so there!] Is there something I can help you with?

[tastefulfashion.livejournal.com]

Well, again I thank you for the compliment.

[tastefulfashion.livejournal.com]

Yes, I am. [smiling a bit] It is all that I do here.

[brigadiertardis.livejournal.com]

And what are you doing, Madame President?