[ Although Clea isn't entirely certain what 'estrogen' is, she still understands the sentiment well enough. She takes the bag, accepting it as the gift it is and meticulously arranging everything inside of it to stay closed and upright before tying the bag off in a neat and perfect bow, holding it in her lap with her hands resting lightly on top. ]
Thank you.
[ She pauses. ]
Please don't tell me all of the clothes in those stores are things people try to wear.
[ Clea understands that different worlds and times will have different sartorial standards, but there are some items she saw that were... she would give them as gifts to her enemies. Knee high bright yellow wool athletic socks. Baggy shorts that went just past the knee. Never mind the absolutely hideous construction of some garments. Arm holes that were elongated ovals. Unfinished hems. ]
Maybe we should burn them and do everyone a favor.
(She can see the images that Clea is summoning to her mind, and yeah, while they do all suck tremendously, there is something to be said about her own fashion. It's like the woman came out of a historical novel, and ugh, that needs to be fixed.
Probably. As far as Sophie Cuckoo is concerned, at least.)
I'd gladly burn all the ugly shit we find, but we do need to take care of your fashion too, girl. You're like, in the wrong century.
[ Sophie isn't wrong. While Clea has a good eye, she is aware that she is 'behind'. There's a reason she's been spending most of her time in the library inhaling books on art post 1910. ]
How bad is it?
[ Hopefully, she doesn't look like one of those mid century Americans in giant hoop skirts and dresses made of fabric that looked like the pattern was designed via die roll. Or those horrid bonnets, or the truly elderly ladies who still thought they were in the time of Louis XVI.
To stagnate is to become complacent. Complacency is the enemy of creativity. ]
Why limit ourselves to the sartorial rules of any time period? We can do better.
You look like you're about to knock on my door and ask if I have a minute to talk about religion.
(So, yeah, could improve, unless that's the vibe Clea wants to give, and in that case, Sophie won't bitch. That said, Sophie has a very Barbie girl style of fashion, and she wouldn't really allow Clea to suffer through understanding what makes sense and what doesn't in fashion on her own.)
I'll talk to the girls, and see if we can do a makeover on you.
[ That's disgusting and distressing, but Clea appreciates the honesty. She can't help but make a face at the news; that is certainly not how she wants to come across. Though it might keep people from speaking to her, which would be positive. ]
I assure you, I'd rather clean the banks of the Seine than discuss religion.
[ And she's not particularly fond of manual labor. ]
More opinions would be useful, if they're informed opinions.
[ If they share Sophie's eye, their input is welcome. ]
I would aspire to terrifying practicality.
[ Her clothes need to be suitable for sculpting and painting, but if she can intimidate people while walking down the street, all the better. To wear armor that renders her untouchable, beyond anyone's insipid opinions. ]
Wow, you are so French. Is America a thing where you're from?
(She asks, solely because who knows. It's not like she's taking the deepest dive in Clea lore through her brain, that is reserved for versions of people she knows, just in case. The differences between her world and their world just got to be seen, just in case she has to explain something, and she's not that great at the explaining.)
I wouldn't call them my girls if they weren't great. Practicality, however, not my thing. My saving-the-world-doing-missions-etc uniform comes with platform boots.
[ How could 'you are so French' be anything other than a compliment? To be French is one of the best things one could be. ]
Yes, I'm aware of the United States. The home of John Copley and George Catlin, as well as several far more interesting native art traditions.
[ Particularly in the realms of sculpture and the use of color. Their bold colors, beadwork, and woodworking are far more interesting than the American portrait and landscape artists who were rather derivative. ]
I take your meaning. I trust your judgement.
[ Sophie clearly has a developed sense of taste, even if it differs from Clea's own by virtue of their different worlds. What is important is the eye: The ability to confront the new and, out of it, create. If Sophie were dropped in the 1700s, or the 2100s, she would be able to construct a style, not simply gather garments. ]
I must be able to sculpt and dance. I do not think platform shoes would be a problem.
[ Certainly more practical than pointe, which had been one of the arts which Clea had reluctantly been forced to admit she did not have the time in this life to master. Indeed, if she thinks about it, there is some appeal. Clea has always quite liked her height; it would be quite suitable to emphasize it. ]
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Date: 2025-07-14 07:05 pm (UTC)Thank you.
[ She pauses. ]
Please don't tell me all of the clothes in those stores are things people try to wear.
[ Clea understands that different worlds and times will have different sartorial standards, but there are some items she saw that were... she would give them as gifts to her enemies. Knee high bright yellow wool athletic socks. Baggy shorts that went just past the knee. Never mind the absolutely hideous construction of some garments. Arm holes that were elongated ovals. Unfinished hems. ]
Maybe we should burn them and do everyone a favor.
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Date: 2025-07-15 11:39 am (UTC)Probably. As far as Sophie Cuckoo is concerned, at least.)
I'd gladly burn all the ugly shit we find, but we do need to take care of your fashion too, girl. You're like, in the wrong century.
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Date: 2025-07-15 12:40 pm (UTC)How bad is it?
[ Hopefully, she doesn't look like one of those mid century Americans in giant hoop skirts and dresses made of fabric that looked like the pattern was designed via die roll. Or those horrid bonnets, or the truly elderly ladies who still thought they were in the time of Louis XVI.
To stagnate is to become complacent. Complacency is the enemy of creativity. ]
Why limit ourselves to the sartorial rules of any time period? We can do better.
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Date: 2025-07-15 02:23 pm (UTC)(So, yeah, could improve, unless that's the vibe Clea wants to give, and in that case, Sophie won't bitch. That said, Sophie has a very Barbie girl style of fashion, and she wouldn't really allow Clea to suffer through understanding what makes sense and what doesn't in fashion on her own.)
I'll talk to the girls, and see if we can do a makeover on you.
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Date: 2025-07-15 02:37 pm (UTC)I assure you, I'd rather clean the banks of the Seine than discuss religion.
[ And she's not particularly fond of manual labor. ]
More opinions would be useful, if they're informed opinions.
[ If they share Sophie's eye, their input is welcome. ]
I would aspire to terrifying practicality.
[ Her clothes need to be suitable for sculpting and painting, but if she can intimidate people while walking down the street, all the better. To wear armor that renders her untouchable, beyond anyone's insipid opinions. ]
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Date: 2025-07-16 01:32 pm (UTC)(She asks, solely because who knows. It's not like she's taking the deepest dive in Clea lore through her brain, that is reserved for versions of people she knows, just in case. The differences between her world and their world just got to be seen, just in case she has to explain something, and she's not that great at the explaining.)
I wouldn't call them my girls if they weren't great. Practicality, however, not my thing. My saving-the-world-doing-missions-etc uniform comes with platform boots.
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Date: 2025-07-16 09:22 pm (UTC)[ How could 'you are so French' be anything other than a compliment? To be French is one of the best things one could be. ]
Yes, I'm aware of the United States. The home of John Copley and George Catlin, as well as several far more interesting native art traditions.
[ Particularly in the realms of sculpture and the use of color. Their bold colors, beadwork, and woodworking are far more interesting than the American portrait and landscape artists who were rather derivative. ]
I take your meaning. I trust your judgement.
[ Sophie clearly has a developed sense of taste, even if it differs from Clea's own by virtue of their different worlds. What is important is the eye: The ability to confront the new and, out of it, create. If Sophie were dropped in the 1700s, or the 2100s, she would be able to construct a style, not simply gather garments. ]
I must be able to sculpt and dance. I do not think platform shoes would be a problem.
[ Certainly more practical than pointe, which had been one of the arts which Clea had reluctantly been forced to admit she did not have the time in this life to master. Indeed, if she thinks about it, there is some appeal. Clea has always quite liked her height; it would be quite suitable to emphasize it. ]