Post by georgetteblanche on Jan 23, 2010 15:48:07 GMT -6
The day had gotten off on an interesting start as she had went to bed with some guy she hooked up with last night. She didn't know his name that overly well, it was Trent or something like that. But either way, she did know she had a great time with him last night, all those dirty little deeds. It wasn't any surprise that he was gone when morning came around as she woke up alone in her bed. Personally she was rather grateful for that, those guys who clung after sex were far too needy for her taste and are only asking for trouble. Sprawling out on her bed like a cat waking up slow, she stretched out her body, soft squeaks chirping from her lips as she soon went limp on her bed, the covers becoming deformed with her movements. Staring at the ceiling, she gave a gentle smile as she pushed the blankets away and rolled out of bed and she did quite literally roll off only to let her feet slip down first as she stood up. At the moment, she wasn't wearing much of anything, but that didn't seem to bother Gigi all too much as she moved towards the shower, believing it was best to remove the filth of what she did last night. Today she had a few plans for herself since it was a weekend. The wonders of a weekend always pleased her and she was hoping to get a new tattoo today, least that was one of the plans.
After a good half hour in the shower, she got ready for the day to come, barely caring about the fact it was well past noon now. Slipping into her black undergarments, Gigi began to rummage through her clothing, wondering what would be best for the day. Pushing away each article she thought simply wouldn't do as she looked through. Her wet brown hair practically looked black at this moment as it rest around her delicate tanned features and her rosy cheeks. Brown eyes squinted judging at the clothing before her as she nibbled upon her lower lip in thought. "No. No. Too slutty for today," she idly mused to herself as she went through the many articles she had. Finally she had decided on what she actually wanted to wear, it was a tedious act, but one that as truly worth it as she stared into the mirror, seeing herself stare back. She had her wonderful black steam punk dress on, having a snap-buttoned back, wonderfully adjustable buckle straps, and buckles across her bosom. The dress itself dangled just below her knees, but from there black leggings rested tight to her skin, small white diamonds decorating it. Turning to her right side slightly, she stared at herself as her left hand moved to her hip, the black thick knit fingerless glove hugging tight to her forearm. Lastly, her feet were adorned with her shining black steam punk boots that hugged to her feet and shin quite nicely as the laces were tied tight and buckles strapped firmly to her.
Fixing her hair a bit, she parted it on the left side, moving her hair across to the right while the rest simply dangled down her left side. Soft waves decorated her dark brown locks as they drooled over her shoulders and back. The right side even swooped over her right eye slightly as she began to put on her make up, starting with a delicate surrounding of black mascara, letting her brown eyes slightly pop. Staring at herself, she put on some chap stick, uncaring about putting on any lipstick at the time being, and nodded to herself. Almost ready for her outing, she now put in her silver ring earrings into her earlobes and put her stud into her left nostril. Smiling at herself, she snatched up her silver ring that held the casting of skulls surrounding the outside of the band. It gave a silent and eerie look that she so enjoyed. That ring rested upon her left ring finger while she grabbed another from her jewelry box. This one went upon her forefinger on her left hand. The ring itself held a Victorian feel to it and was flanked with inests of polished onyx, a genuine faceted garnet with highlights of filigreed sterling silver. With yet another nod, she moved towards the door, snatching up her long black trench coat from the chair it was draped over and slide her arms into it. She didn't bother buckling or buttoning it up as she simply left it open and finally snatched up her black fedora that was sitting on the desk nearby. Delicately setting it upon her head, she tipped it forward so the small brim was just over her forehead. Happy with everything, she stole her little black bag from its place and than she moved out the door, wrapping the strap of the bag over to her left shoulder as it rested upon her right hip.
Gigi had decided to walk today so she didn't even bother with any other type of transportation since it seemed like a good enough day to simply walk anyways. The wind was not as chilly as she had first thought, which seemed to negate the need for the coat, but she didn't care that overly much at this point. Focused on a single task, she soon found her way to Midnight Tattoos and Piercings, the only place she went for all her tattoo and piercing needs. Listening to the jingle of the door as she pushed in, she smiled over at the people inside. It seemed that several others had the same idea today, but that didn't bother Gigi too much as she moved towards the book of tattoos that rested on a table nearby. "Need any help there, darling," one of the men inside instantly asked. Lifting her gaze, she stared at him and gave a small smile, "I doubt you could help me with anything, sweetheart," she mused gently before letting her eyes drop back to the pages as she flipped through, "and I'm simply looking for now," she added on. Honestly, she was mostly listening to the other conversations around her more so than looking through the various tattoos, for she knew what she wanted, was simply debating if she wanted to spend her money now or wait for her next payday to do it. After all, she may need this money for something else before her next payday arrived. There always seemed to be something, after all.
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