Time to spruce up the Nexus - with Fashion!

[lecouturier]

It feels as if a bazaar is going up in the Plaza today, what with the way a sharply dressed man is toting about tables, bins, and bags stuffed with fabrics, trims, buttons, and other necessities for his trade. It's a one-man-bazaar, but the man doesn't seem at all concerned with what any passersby think of him. There's too many fabrics to put on display and barely enough time to think of the trims!

He 'hmm's and 'no no no's often as he arranges all of his things across the tables he's brought, his head tilting to and fro as he debates the best way to show off his supplies. Once he's satisfied with the table situation, he pulls out a few dress forms from a bin and sets them up with a few examples of his work. These properly arranged and his vanity appeased by the general feel of the entire display, Alex smiles proudly at the setup before turning around and gesturing to the Plaza with arms held high and wide.

"Nexus visitors and residents! Winter's been a dreary time for all of us. Too much gray, cold, and hardship. What do you say to a little something to brighten your outlook? Spring is a time of colors and casting out the old for the new." His smile melts seamlessly into a bright, giddy grin. "How about a new look to ease the transition? I promise my best work to help you along."

The Tailor, dear Nexus, is ready and waiting for your patronage.

Comments

[lokiyouarenothelping]

Loki grins, and says,

"I can't wait for the feasts, if so."

"Indeed, I've noticed! Midgardians dress very differently. I might even try some Midgardian clothes on, for the first time in my life. Slacks and new shirt? Sounds good. Give me your best for me, I'll try them on! At least one good thing can happen to me today, even if it's not terribly important. Like new clothes, I mean."

He laughs a little, but it doesn't sound quite cheerful.

[lecouturier]

It's not the happiest of statements under the surface, but Alex can work with that. He's not about to pry into anyone's business if they're not going to offer it freely. He's a tailor, for gods' sakes, not a bartender or a therapist. New clothes will either help someone or they won't, but it's certainly not for him to judge or decide on their behalf.

"Let's start by choosing some fabrics then, shall we?" He grins and motions to a table full of linens, cottons, and every kind of blend in between. Every color under the Nexus equivalent of the sun is on display in some form or another, giving Loki the chance to choose whatever he feels most comfortable in. "Any particular colors you're fond of? I'm happy to suggest fabrics once we have a palette chosen."

[lokiyouarenothelping]

So many fabrics to choose from! Loki looks at Alex appreciatively. The man might even be a better tailor than the ones back home - on Asgard.

He's going to spend a while going through what's on the display.

"Hmmm... I still think yellow and green are my colours, but how about, maybe, also some red? If that'd even fit. I have to think that through..."

[lecouturier]

Alex physically cringes at the mention of red. "If we're going with greens and yellows for you, red is completely off the able. It'll clash horribly if it's included in anything more than the tiniest accent."

Please don't ask him to do it anyway Loki. It would make Alex so incredibly sad.

"I have plenty of greens and yellows in a large variety of fabric types. Tell me, are you looking for something that will be warmer or cooler when you wear it? Cottons and linens are the coolest and most durable, but nothing beats a silk when you want to stand out from the crowd."

[lokiyouarenothelping]

Loki is, if nothing else, attuned to people's reactions to things he says or does.

He chuckles lightly, while vaguely making a gesture of surrender at the same time, jokingly.

"Alright, if such is fate. I'll trust your judgement, you are the professional here. No reds."

He perks up at the mention of silk. Mhm, he's old enough to try that now with enough elegance, isn't he? Hopefully! Yes. Something mature and beautiful...

"Indeed, I will take some silk. However, it can't be too fragile. Or maybe it can be just for formal occasions, I suppose."

He's now almost deep in thought. About something that doesn't frustrate him. Coming here really was a blessed idea.