Oh, Goodie!

  *✶ — DAISY VON DUKE. 34. — ✶ * ❝ Champagne kisses, hold me in your lap of luxury. I only want to fly first-class desires, you're my limousine. So eloquent, the way we ride, our passion, it just multiplies. There's platinum lightning in the sky. Look I'm livin' like a queen. ❞  

[juilletdeux]

[mistyymichelle]

Belle didn’t mind being left alone with her thoughts. If anything she was also curious just where they would lead her. Reaching out for her tea she took a small sip, eyes never leaving the scattered pages of notes and little ideas she had written up. Reaching down into her backpack she frowned. It was enough to pull her from her calm state of mind to start digging around more. “I always have a pen…” She mumbled softly to herself. With a long sigh she looked around, lightly reaching out to tap the shoulder of someone near by. “Pardon me, do you happen to have a pen by chance? Or a pencil? Really anything that will write really would be a great help.” 

[daisyvduke]

Daisy had been flipping through the latest vogue magazine. She always wanted to keep up on the latest trends on the runway. Besides it was a great source of inspiration when she couldn’t quite finish an article of clothing she was working on. Daisy eyes met the strangers over the top of her magazine. Flashing a warm smile as she sat it down gently. “Of course sweetie.” Daisy practically carried everything but the kitchen sink in her purse. “It’s always good to come prepared.” She commented digging past her makeup and endless receipts to find a pen. Once she found one she leaned over and offered the fluffy purple pen over to the woman. “Here you go love.”

[dragonsareawesome123]

“Not that she ever listens to me anyways.”

[niamhmccormack]

[duckingdonald]

donald let out a low, monotonous groan under his breath as he heared the door open to the snuggly duckling, signaling that someone else had just come in. it was almost the end of his shift and he was hoping to not have to socialize with anyone else until it was officially time to leave but of course, nothing ever really went his way, now did it? he held in another unimpressed noise when said person that had just walked in sat themselves down at the pub stool and donald proceeded to look them dead in the eyes as he continued to wash the glass in hand with an annoyed stare, making it perfectly clear that he was aware of their presence but wasn’t about to acknowledge them just yet, waiting another beat of silence before speaking up, and acting as if it was on them. “…..so what’ll it be? i don’t have all day…?”

[daisyvduke]

Daisy Von Duke rarely did anything that sparked spontaneity. Everything had to be planned or calculated out down to the very last detail. Even now as she entered the snuggly duckling she had a plan in mind. Whether she wanted to admit it or not she wanted to see Donald. She missed him. However she wasn’t going to tell him that. Daisy would say she stopped by for a drink and had simply forgotten the time. She wasn’t sure if that would be convincing enough, but it was worth a shot. Her heels softly clicking behind her as she made her way towards him. “A margarita will do just fine. Donald, that’s no way to talk to a lady.”

[daisyvduke]

@minervasouris​​

Daisy arrived to the boutique with one arm full of various patterns and the other holding her morning coffee and rather large purse. The sound of her feels heavily clicking behind her. She was fashionably late of course. Setting the patterns down onto her work station and catching her breath as if she had just ran a five mile marathon. “I have some new patterns for you to look at Min! I can’t wait for summer to get here. If I see another floral pattern I’m afraid I might puke.” Daisy replied in disgust taking a sip of her caffeine before looking over at her best friend with a sly smile. “But first...tell me how did your evening out with mickey go? C’mon don’t hold back on the details now. You know I’m a hopeless romantic.”

[daisyvduke]

Daisy von Duke || Thirty-Four || Fashion Designer || Non-Magical

Daisy is used to the male gaze. It’s something that’s occurred for forever now. Her confidence in knowing she’s beautiful only seems to attracts more attention. Which she isn’t complaining, she indulges in it sometimes. Purely because she loves feelings wanted. She’s known to have flings but her heart’s true intentions lie elsewhere.

Because of her exes Daisy finds it hard to give herself fully to someone. All the men in her life only seemed to use her when it benefitted them. Either using her for her status and name, or the industry that she was in. That’s why it’s hard for her to let her walls down with Donald. He owns her heart, but she doesn’t want him to break it.

Daisy can often be overbearing with her ideas regarding fashion. She doesn’t take well to criticism. She’d rather have her models try something daring and unique then the same old same old. She listens to what her clients want but always adds her signature Daisy Von Duke flair.

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THE DEVIL WEARS PRADA (2006) dir. David Frankel

[boseman-chadwick]

Aja Naomi King

photographed by Olivia Malone for Glamour April 2018

[that-shadowy-disguise]

Me ignoring my responsibilities