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 Posted: Wed Jul 20, 2011 1:08 am
Tatum looked up from her magazine as always when a customer had walked in to her shop to check them out and see what kind of fashion that particular person would be into. It threw her off when she saw a rather pretty looking guy with long luscious locks holding. . a teddy bear. Slowly she lowered her magazine onto the counter and kept her eyes on him like a hawk. All he did though was wander to the middle of the store and stop to stare off into space. In a zombified trance or something.
"Welcome to my store sweetie," she called out to get the guy's attention.
Tatum stood up in her heels and brown dress pants with a light blue one shoulder top. She went with her normal hair style and the usual red sunglasses on her head. She made her way over with a smile and stopped a few inches from the man with her hand on her hip.
"What can I do for you today?"
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Posted: Wed Jul 20, 2011 6:53 pm
 Sweetie! oh that was like music to his ears. Dante snapped out of his slump and smiled at the woman. "Oh well.. um.." Dante started before he realized he had walked out of his apartment with the teddy bear in his hands. He instantly blushed and hid it behind his back. "Right.. okay well... Um here's the deal. Im.. i uh.." Dante started to stammer. How the hell was he supposed to explain his situation to some stranger?! Damn you Eva! Dante sighed and dropped his gaze. "I.. need some clothing.. fitting of a ...m ..male like me. I.. normally.. Im Dante Tepes. I run the General store with my twin Vladimir. Um.." Dante said nervously as he rubbed his neck, still holding the bear in one hand. "I'm.. the one in drag that everyone talks about on the island. But .. according to Eva i cant.. do that anymore, not until i love myself. So.. since i have only Drag clothes at home.. i need.. some normal clothing... can you help?" Dante asked sheepishly. Without his makeup, heels and other drag items Dante was insecure as all hell. He looked to Tatum with a kicked puppies gaze. It was hard for him not to give that look, it was just natural... Eva didnt know how right she was.. or maybe she did.
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Posted: Sat Jul 23, 2011 9:39 pm
She hoped that the guy wasn't the mumbling type but that's how he started. Geez it was like her first assistant. The one that walked out on her out of nowhere. How unreliable. He then realized how ridiculous he looks holding his teddy bear and hid it behind him. Looking at his face, she could just barely see the natural blush in the cheeks. He started mumbling again which wasn't helping her with patience. She lifted her free hand and moved her hand in a circle, rolling her wrist to get him to spit whatever he had to say out. When he sighed and broke eye contact, her smile fell as well and prepared herself for a sad story. He was mumbling again talking about how he needed boy clothes like it was embarrassing or something. He then started telling her about himself, how he owns a store with his twin brother.
The more he talked about his situation, the more interesting things became. He was a drag queen at heart and was being forced by some wicked woman that he needed to stop dressing in drag until he loves himself. Her jaw dropped in shock at how horrible the idea sounded. Her other hand dropped to be placed on the guy's shoulder in pity.
"You poor thing. A queen at heart should not be forced to step into peasant shoes."
Her hand dropped and she hooked her arm with his and lead him over to the men section of the store. There was casual wear and then formal wear for events and work. Her other arm extended out in a showy manner at her threads.
"This is the men's section. I will help you with whatever you need. I have dressing rooms in the back and all day to play judge on your outfits on what is perfect for you and yet . . manly. Or," she dragged out the last syllable and turn him around to face the other direction, the women's section. "You stick with your roots and send this Eva a pink and sparkly ******** you." Tatum giggled feeling evil about trying to screw up the plans of whoever Eva is and help a confused fashion lover.
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Posted: Sun Jul 24, 2011 6:12 pm
Oh! She was so helpful! And so caring! Even as she showed him the men's section and told him they had all day to play dress up, Dante was practically blushing and in love with the woman. When she turned him around to face the woman's section, Tatum's words had him swallowing hard. No.. he shouldnt.. Eva said to.. but.. "Is that Chanel?" Dante said with a whimper of pleasure. No! no! Dante turned around and faced Tatum. "No! I cant i mean.. i .. look. It.. As much as i want to ... play over there." Dante said as he motioned to the woman's section. "I.. i mean... it.. " Dante stammered. "Its caused me too many problems! I was recently left by a guy because i wasnt a woman and.. who really wants a guy in drag anyways!?" Dante nervously asked Tatum. He glanced back at the women's side and spotted some gorgeous, to kill for shoes. "Are.. are those louboutin's? Oh god i need to sit down." Dante said before he went over to the nearest display in the men's section that they were near and took a seat after moving some clothing. Dante hid his face in his hands and sighed. "Oh what am i suppose to do?" Dante whimpered.
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Posted: Sun Jul 31, 2011 9:47 pm
She chuckled in a low tone, knowing that this man had good taste in fashion. Oh she had hit the jackpot with this one. He was fighting over himself on what to do. Be the beautiful queen he was longing to be or follow a woman's advice that just listens to him for money. She perked up when he asked if his eyes were seeing Chanel or deceiving him.
"That's right doll face. Fresh in from two days ago. All the way from Europe."
She had the cockiest smile on her face until Dante turned around and yelled no at her causing her to wipe that smug look off her face. Tatum starred down at him as he continued to talk about why he didn't want to risk returning to sisterhood. He shared with her his heart breaking tale of a soiled heart due to false appearances. She frown at the poor man before her with pity in her eyes. Her head tilted to the side as he yelled again about a no one wanting a boy in drag. Dante then spotted some fly shoes by them in display that caught his attention to the point that he needed a breather from temptation. Tatum followed her customer feeling like it was time to set down her business woman act and bring on the perfect concern friend face. She sat down next to him as his buried his face in his hands looking miserable.
"Dante, darling," she said reaching out and pulling his hands away from his face gently to bend over slightly and look up at his pretty eyes. "If this is over one man, then you don't need silly Eva telling you how to live your life. You need a friend who will make you happy." Tatum smiled at him and sat back straight, raising her left hand to his chin to turn his head to look up and in her direction. With her other hand, she brushed some hair out of his face and to the side. "You're a beautiful man with such shocking features. You are strong. You can get through this easily." Tatum lowered her hands to her lap. "What can I do to make you happy?"
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Posted: Wed Aug 03, 2011 6:23 pm
Tatum was very convincing... or Dante was just that gullible. Either way Dante took Tatum's concern as sincere as could be, whether she was actually being that way or not. Dante looked back behind him at the male clothing. It looked so... boring and drab and... not fun. His hazel gaze turned to the female section, the colors, the fabrics, the textures... the heels... Oh! She was right! Tatum was right! He couldnt deny it! And honestly so what if Eva was right herself? He enjoyed the attention he got, the bad attention. Good attention just felt... weird. That or something was horribly miss-wired in his brain. Dante looked back to Eva and wiped away any tears he had on his cheeks.
"I dont have any makeup on though... it wouldnt be right to play dress up.. if i didnt have that." Dante said gently, before he smiled. "Im also partial to lace." Dante said gently to her. "I think your what i needed sweetie, not Eva. Your right.. so lets bite her in the a** and make me all pretty. I cant deny what i am." Dante said as he stood up and offered a hand to help Tatum up. "Oh.. though sugar.. i dont think i got your name?" Dante said with a smile and a blush as he helped Tatum up and to her feet.
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Posted: Wed Aug 10, 2011 9:59 pm
She was glad that he was able to look at her finally and wipe of the crocodile tears on his face, cause lets face it. Crying makes people ugly. She sat up straight with an eyebrow cocked and a smile slowly growing wider when he said he didn't have make-up and that he was partial to lace. He was finally coming around for her and ready to get back on his own two feet. She was what he needed! Not that stupid hag Eva. YES! He was back! The queen in him got her energy and fire ready and cooking again. Thank god, she was going to be upset to see such potential go to waste. He stood up with pride and offered her a hand to stand up and get cracking on the shopping. As she stood up, she reached out with her arms and gave him a giant hug, squeezing the man. After she let go she held him by the shoulders and smirked.
"Call me Tatum, darling. And don't you forget it!"
She let go of him laughing like a mad fashionista and walked him over to the women's side of the store with brilliant energy radiating from her. It was time to get to work and help this fashion lover of hers. Then she stopped and remembered what he said a second ago about make-up, remember Kade. Tatum turned around with both hands up to stop Dante.
"I know the perfect place to go for your make-up. It's this hair salon that I go to, this man Kade who runs it, is a dollface. Love him! He's got the sweetest little hairdresser too who does fabulous work. I think he's hired a make-up artist as well. We should definitely stop by there when we're done here and then let's go get drunk! I know there is an adult club here somewhere. ."
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Posted: Thu Aug 11, 2011 3:54 pm
"Oh Kade's place! Of course and you mean the Grindhouse. I havent been there in awhile. Not since Vlad my twin brother learned Cam our employee was pregnant with his baby. They had a boy you know? Named it Constantine Isaac Tepes." Dante said as he started to gossip and be his normal self. "But yes we should! Ill hold you to your word! But dont yell at me if we end up doing something stupid, cause i do alot of stupid things when im drunk." Dante said with a giggle to Tatum. "Alright sweetie lets get started!" Dante said getting more and more excited with Tatum by his side. A few hours later, several fashion walks, displays and pointers from both Tatum to Dante and vice versa. Laughs exchanged along with gossip that Dante knew. Dante had purchased way more than he needed for his growing drag wardrobe. More heels too because no girl could ever have too many heels.. EVER!
"Im telling you though.." Dante said gently as Tatum closed up the shop so the two could head to the Salon and then to the Grindhouse. " Stay away from Eva if you value who you are. I just kind of do what im told, i dont really value who i am. Well except for the Drag part of me. I mean honestly she said i couldnt love me as me if i didnt face facts that im a man. I know that, scary a** amazon b***h.. i think she just likes watching people squirm." Dante added as he waited for Tatum, his bags in his other hand. He held out a arm for Tatum to take so he could lead the way.
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Posted: Fri Aug 12, 2011 11:06 am
Tatum pouted a little at the sound of the only club on the freaking island. She knew of the place but she was hoping to find more classy night clubs. None with strippers making money nearby. It would have to do. . Then he started spilling on about his personal life which seemed quite dramatic. His twin brother knocked up his own employee and they had a baby boy. Congratulations for them. Damn whore screwing her boss. Jeez how sleazy can you get? There are plenty of beautiful men on the island. Tatum smiled and nodded nonetheless.
"Oh that's so nice. Congratulations Uncle Dante," she teased.
He agreed to go out and celebrate his love for fashion and being reunited to it. Though he warned her that he tend to do stupid things when he was drunk. She did as well but hoped it wouldn't be that stupid. . She can't mess up her body or her modeling career would be ruined. Then all she will be left with is a broken contract and her fashion stores around the world. It wasn't good enough. The went at it with the shopping and trying on clothes to see what would look good on him. He seemed so jubilant and happy than when he first came into her store. It made her feel good that she brought that happiness back into him. Dante continued talking about this girl Eva as she locked up the store before they were to head out to the Salon and get made up. She turned around with an amused look on her face and her hands on her hips.
"I can totally understand where the power trip comes from. I mean she's a psychologist right? She can control your mind to think that you're a worthless piece of s**t just so you will give her your money to make you feel better again. It's pathetic." She walked up to Dante and hooked arms with him as they walked off. "Honestly, she could probably use a good lay. I know I do! Maybe you could hook up your brother and Eva. That'll be interesting. I can't imagine what the mother of his son would say about that."
-Exit to Salon-
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