dreaming of a true love's kiss.

giselle andalasia. thirty-two. fashion designer. small business owner.

[enchantedgiselle]

GISELLE ANDALASIA. // THIRTY-TWO. // MAGICAL. // FASHION DESIGNER & SMALL BUSINESS OWNER.

Even though she’d never seen any real life examples of true love, Giselle always knew it had to be real. The stories she grew up reading had to be real, or at least hold a decent amount of truth to them. They were wonderful and magical - and everything Giselle wanted in her life. While she loved her little cottage and adored all of her animal friends… it was indeed a bit lonely at times without having much other human contact. 

Surely she knew that she had to have some kind of family, someone who had taken care of her when she was young - but Giselle doesn’t remember anything about that time. All she’s ever known is being alone in the cottage with her animal friends to help her. And trying to think back to a time before that only ever hurts her - quite literally. It gives her an awful headache and sends her into a dizzying spin. So well, Giselle simply gave up on trying to remember. She had a portrait of a woman that she assumes is her mother - and the stories that she comes up with for the life they may have had together were enough to keep her satisfied. Or at least, they were for a while. 

Until the occasional streaks of loneliness started coming on more frequently, and they started being stronger than ever before. It became clear that surely this must be a sign. A sign that it was time to leave her cottage and head out into the rest of the world to find her happily ever after. While she had always assumed it would eventually come to her one day, the fact that it had been years and hardly anyone had ever come by the meadow other than her animal friends and the occasional visitor had started to make Giselle think that perhaps she should put her future in her own hands. 

So she left and headed towards the first place she could find - which happened to be Walt Grove. Which turned out to be exactly where she was meant to go because it was there that she met Edward. From the moment their eyes met, Giselle knew he was the one meant for her. Her true love - the person that would finish her duet and bring her the happily ever after she had always dreamed about. It was only a week after having met that they decided to be wed - something that any other person would find to be absolutely ridiculous and rushed, but Giselle didn’t have a care in the world how quickly it was all happening. This was true love! And with true love, time never mattered. You could wait a hundred years for them or simply a handful of days and the end result was always the same: happily ever after. Or so, that’s what she had thought (and still does think, in all honesty, considering she doesn’t remember anything that would teach her otherwise). 

But the night before her wedding, when Giselle met with Edward’s step-mother, what was supposed to be a mending of broken bridges turned out to be the end of Giselle’s fairytale happily ever after. One sip of the drink Narissa had offered to her had the redhead blacked out. What happened afterwards, Giselle still doesn’t know to this day - every time she tries to think back on that night she gets the same sickly feeling she used to get whenever she thought about her childhood. So rather than focusing on what happened, she decided to move forward. 

Even though she could only remember her life in her cottage, Giselle was smart enough to piece together that she had to have left to come to Walt Grove for some reason. And that reason had to have been her true love - someone she had obviously been meant to marry, considering the ring on her finger and the wedding dress she had been found in. It made complete sense to her and for about a week after settling in with Robert, Giselle had been determined to refind her true love on her own. 

Except… that search never seemed to work out. She met lots of wonderful people, but no one that seemed to remember wanting to marry her and no one that instantly sparked that feeling of true love. She thought perhaps that might be because she’d already met them before, so the spark of love at first sight wouldn’t happen again… but whatever the reason was, Giselle stopped trying so hard to find the person she couldn’t remember and decided that when the time was right, they would show up. And in the mean time, she was going to enjoy her time with Robert and Morgan. 

If she were forced to be honest with herself, she’d realize that she was far happier living with the two of them than she’d ever been before and a small part of her wonders if this true love that’s waiting for out there will ever be better than this… But those are the type of thoughts she likes to think about. It brings up too many questions about everything she’s ever thought she’s known and it always made her a bit upset. So instead she shoves them away and focuses on what makes her happy, like her newfound family and her business.

Though she doesn’t know it - the same sort of potion that Narissa had given to her the night before her wedding to Edward had been forced upon her one other time before. It’s why she cannot remember anything about her family or past. It had been another rogue witch that had stolen Giselle’s family fortune, but didn’t have the heart to kill the entire family - so instead she simply made them all forget each other and separated them. Unlike Narissa’s poison, the witch’s wasn’t as strong - and if Giselle were to ever run into either of her parents again, she would instantly remember everything.

The meadow she lived in before actually isn’t as far as it might seem, considering Giselle often seems like she’s come straight out of an entirely different world. In reality - it was only on the other side of Walt Grove’s forest. Close enough that if she had wanted to, she easily could have accessed the city. She never ventured out that far though. Sticking instead to the small town that sits on the other side of her old cottage, with a population of under a hundred people and nearly every citizen being well over the age of fifty. They all looked after Giselle, seeing her almost like a granddaughter, and whenever she came into town they made sure she left with all supplies she may need until her next visit - completely free of charge. The liveliness that she brought to the small downtown every month or so when she came around was more than enough payment in their eyes.

Because of that Giselle’s never had to deal with having a job before or worrying about money. Which is why she was so confused when she first came to Walt and hardly anyone seemed to just… give her things for free. Sure she knew in theory that in other places people have to pay for their belongings, but she’d never experienced that herself. Luckily she did have a bit of savings that she brought with her - the tiny amount of money that had always sat unused in her cottage that she assumes must have been from her mother - but that was hardly enough to make it through even a week. Which was another reason why she and Edward had agreed to marry so quickly. And after her blackout spell, Giselle was twice as lost. It was Robert that kept her afloat. And Robert that showed her how to start making money for herself as well! She’d always designed and created her own clothes and jewelry back home, but never had she thought she could actually sell it to people! 

Her etsy shop is called Andalasian Treasures. Robert is the one who sets all the prices for the items she sells, having let her do it on her own at first before realizing how much she was underselling herself for. Giselle runs a bit of a social media presence for the shop (which includes a LOT of emojis in every post) and she’s in charge of chatting with customers - but when it comes to anything regarding prices, sales, or discounts she never makes a decision without Robert. Or at least, she tries not to - but sometimes she finds herself falling for a good sob story and knocking down her price for a specific customer in secret.

Is new to technology. Still figuring out how to work it all - but she’s a very quick learner. Does not understand texting or internet etiquette at all. Will triple text you without any hesitation. And there will be at least ten emojis in each of those texts. Even if they don’t make sense, Giselle throws them in. 

Slang? She does not know it at all. Though she finds it so amusing (but also confusing) and is constantly asking people to explain what they mean. 

Favorite color is pink! But she also loves blue. And purple! Oooh green is pretty too. And florals - that’s not a color, but she loves it too.

Can spend HOURS in the fabric section of a craft store. Even if she’s not buying anything (because she’s been put on a budget that Robert oversees to ensure she doesn’t just… buy every single piece of fabric that the stores sell), she’ll just walk around wondering at all the patterns. Also loves her some ribbons too.

Considering she doesn’t remember anything about her own mother - it’s hard for her to know what that type of relationship is like… The whole mother-daughter thing…but she thinks that if it’s anything like what she shares with Morgan, then it must be even more wonderful than she ever could have imagined. She loves that little girl more than anything. Even more than she thinks she’d love her own true love… which is a strange thing to think about. It also has her wondering if perhaps there are more than just one kind of true love.

Often has flowers and ribbons in her hair. And she’s getting into makeup!! It’s not always perfect by any means, but she loves playing around with it. Is a big fan of color and glitter!! 

ADORES her magic. She’s always known she’s had some kind of magic in her - even before she realized that not everyone can talk to animals like she can. Robert often has to remind her that it’s forbidden to show her magic in town, but even with those reminders… Giselle often forgets and finds herself speaking to any and every animal that crosses her way.

Doesn’t know... anything really about sexuality. But - she does know that love is wonderful and magical, and that she wants to experience it regardless of gender. Aka she’s bi but doesn’t now the labels.

Has been with Robert and Morgan for about three months now.

[enchantedgiselle]

timothytate​:

There were plenty of new faces around Walt Grove - it felt like more and more arrived everyday - and the redhead just below him was as new as it came to him. But her smile was bright and her voice was sweet, her thin arms holding out the wreath for him. Though she was shaking just the slightest bit from the weight of it, Tim easily took it from her with both hands, smiling down at her. “ Thank you very much, ma’am. ” After a moment of putting it on the hook and adjusting it accordingly, he leaned back to admire it. All of the garland and wreaths were live, commissioned by the town to decorate all major buildings, but the theater had gotten some of the prettiest pieces. At her question, he looked down once more, slowly descending from the ladder as he replied. “ Oh no, I could never do all of this on my own, ” he told her, chuckling. “ My brain goes a million miles a minutes during this time of year. If it were all left up to me, I’d only have gotten maybe a quarter of it done. ” But all around, inside and out, were pretty baubles and sparkly tinsel, red velvet ribbons and fresh pines sprigs, decorating everything from doorways to awnings. “ It takes a village - or a town, in this case. ” Finally on the ground next to her, he gave her his full attention. “ I’m just sort of the unofficial leader, ” he continued with a small shrug. “ It helps that I’m the theater’s head director. ” The smile that punctuated his sentence was proud. “ Did you stop by to help out too ? ” he asked her, an offer if she would like to join in on the fun. “ There’s homemade sugar cookies and hot chocolate in it for you if you do. ” But, of course, he was always trying to sweeten the deal, both figuratively and literally.

As the wreath was placed in what Giselle thought was the absolute perfect spot, the redhead couldn’t help but look up and all around at the wonder of the Christmas decorations that adorned the street they stood on. The old town she used to visit near her cottage never really did much for the holidays and everything that she had seen in Walt Grove so far surely put her former home to shame. It was magnificent! Utterly and truly amazing! As the man began to climb down his latter, Giselle took a step back to give him some extra space but made no intentions of leaving further than that quite yet. “I’m sure you would have done a wonderful job on your own,” she encourages eagerly before taking another look around. “Though... you probably are right. This does look like it would take an awful lot of time and effort to do alone.” Certainly having a whole team and town pitching in must be beneficial, though Giselle couldn’t help but think that calling in a few animal helpers would have made things even easier. 

At the mention of his status within the theater, the grin on the redheads face brightened and grew even larger. “I am actually! Well, I was coming by to offer my assistance with the theater program in general - but I would love to help with the decorations as well!” Bouncing slightly on her toes, Giselle tried her best to keep the full level of her excitement from showing - the voice in her head that sounded awfully like Robert remindering her not to go too overboard. “This is sort of my first time really celebrating Christmas though - so I’m not sure how much help I’ll be with knowing what to do... But tell me where to go and what to grab and I’ll do it!”

[enchantedgiselle]

robert-philip​:

Now Robert was just going over his latest case, refreshing his thoughts when Giselle tumbled into his office. Lifting his head he flashed her a quick smile that was mostly sincere before turning his attention back towards the papers. “Hello Giselle.”

So was he caught off guard when those words came out of her mouth? Absolutely and the thump the papers made as they hit the desk showed it. Hand coming up as a rest for his chin Robert closed his eyes. ’How do I explain this…’

“Would you mind explaining what you think it means.” that was a easy way to start this conversation.

The already bright smile on her face only grew as Robert returned the greeting, though it did fade ever so slightly at the reaction he had to what Giselle had thought would be a simple question. Her confusion was evident by the way her brows furrowed and she simply watched the man seemingly fumble with a response. “Well... I don’t really know. That’s why I asked you,” she explains with a small shrug. But she figures she might as well try to figure it out herself, it that was what Robert wanted her to do anyway. “I heard a few people referring to a woman as it a couple of times... So maybe it’s a term of endearment? Like a way of saying someone’s wonderful or kind?”

[enchantedgiselle]

queenenarissa​:

narissa found yoga to be very necessary for her day to day life. between scamming people and james she needed this time in the morning to de-stress and start her day on a good note so that whatever annoyances came later in the day didn’t burn her out too fast. and she was ready for it today too. things with james were good but she still needed her alone time. and then she walked up to her. the little forest rat that she had been on the hunt for…the one that wanted to take her hard work away from her. she approached narissa so casually it almost made her eyes flicker that purple hue but she was at yoga and she was not going to lose it in front of her peers and ruin her own image. instead she put on a fake smile and a sugary sweet voice. “i come here every single day,” she said sweetly. “there is no need to be nervous, dear. it’s very relaxing. no judgement here.”

lowering herself to the ground, giselle sat on her knees on the yoga mat facing the other woman with a bright grin. how perfect that out of all the potential spots to sit, she had picked the one that was right next to a regular. “oh that’s perfect,” she gushed, bringing her hands together at her chest and bouncing a little in place. nothing too ridiculous, at least not for giselle’s standards, but still far more childishish than a thirty-two year old woman should be behaving in public. “i might have to copy you a bit, if you don’t mind. i tried to do some research, but all the different poses started to get a bit confusing.”

[enchantedgiselle]

ncttaguppy​:

As someone whose been working at Sunnyside Daycare for a few years now, it wasn’t a non-occurance to find adults standing or sitting around outside of the daycare. For the most part, they would be the parent or guardian of the kids who goes to the daycare. Family members who wants to make sure that their children went inside the building and classroom safely. Not only that, but Finn has come to realize that it also may even take a little extra bit of time before a parent could make themselves leave the premise even after they knew their kids were inside. Mainly because some were still a little bit too attached to their kids still and can’t get use to the idea of not having them around for a couple of hours in the day. And for the most part, it was okay if none of these adults didn’t want to leave just yet. As long as none cause a disturbance to the daycare or the kids, the staff within Sunnysides usually lets them be. But on the rare case when the adult wasn’t a parent of a kid who goes here, going out and making sure they aren’t here for any kind of creepy ulterior motive was needed. Just in case. And as of right now, the blonde had taken notice how there was a red haired woman who he hasn’t seen around before sitting outside the center, staring at all of the kids who were walking inside. In fairness to her, she didn’t look like she was here for any creepy reason, but Finn couldn’t say that was for sure nor did he know how long she was planning on staying out there for. So after asking the teacher of the neighboring classroom to watch over his kids while he checks this suspicious woman out, Finn made his way outside the building and straight to her. As he was going to ask her why she was here, the woman spoke up before he could and greeted him. The teacher then blinked, not expecting to be asked if he was a parent here and if he had a daughter. “Hi?” Finn spoke, just as he shook his head at her. “N-No, I’m not a parent. I’m actually one of the teachers, so I guess t-techncially I’m a parent to all my students?” Wait, why was he even responding to that. “Ah— a-anyways. not to sound rude, but who are you and why have you been sitting around out here and s-staring at the kids? Are you a new parent here, Miss?”

There was a bit of nervousness in the boy’s responding greeting, but Giselle barely picked up on it. For all her people skills had grown significantly since she first arrived in Walt Grove with no memories of how she got here, they certainly were still lacking. Which was only to be expected considering everything she could remember of her life had her living alone without regular human interaction. So she was a little behind on the whole reading other people’s emotions and understanding social cues and expectations. Which was why she was even in this current mess in the first place - not that Giselle even realized it was a bit of a mess anyway. “Oh, a teacher! That’s so wonderful! That sound so exciting - getting to run around with the kids all day and be one of the first real influences on their lives,” she gushed, mind picturing all the positives that must come with working in a daycare. Not a single realistic thought of what it actually would be like entered her head - but that was also to be expected, considering she knew absolutely nothing about what it takes to watch any child under the age of ten yet alone a whole group of them. “Oh me? No, no. I’m not a parent. Though I do live with a young girl, but she’s a bit too old for a place like this.” Giselle lets out a small giggle at that joke, though it likely isn’t funny at all to the stranger, consider he didn’t know Morgan. “I’m actually a designer. I was commissioned for a few toddler dresses and I just wanted to scope out what the little girls were wearing lately.” Though it was the truth, Giselle had no clue how ridiculous that excuse sounded. 

[dingbatmarryy]

Mary couldn’t resist the baking aspect of the holiday. It wasn’t nearly as wonderful feeling as Halloween, but it gave her an excuse to practically live within a kitchen. Today was a bit out of her norm as she volunteered to run a baking class for just a simple sugar cookie. Setting everything up at each of the stations she hummed to herself. A little part of her excited to be the leader of the class, and have people looking up to her the way she’d done Winnie her whole existence practically.  At the sound of foot steps, and the smell of someone else she turned around with a bright smile. “Well you’re certainly early.” 

[enchantedgiselle]

While Giselle spent practically her whole life baking on her own, when the signs for a sugar cookie class popped up around town she absolutely couldn’t stop herself from signing up right away. Her baking abilities when far beyond something as simple as the cookies, but... try as hard as she could, Giselle couldn’t recall a single time she’d ever made a plain sugar cookie. Certainly it was something she could figure out on her own - but the thought of taking a class to learn the recipe seemed so much more fun. An exciting! So fun and exciting in fact, that the redhead found herself there far early than required. “Oh, I hope that’s okay,” she answers with a bit of a flush, her smile still bright though. “If you need me to leave so you can finish setting up I don’t mind coming back later.”

[enchantedgiselle]

giselle’s winter wonderland ball outfit // going with the blind set up date

[enchantedgiselle]

minervasouris​:

     Minnie was so focused on her task of organizing one of her accessory displays that she hadn’t noticed the entrance of a potential customer into the boutique until the woman spoke, evidently admiring a certain dress. Straightening up immediately, Minnie moved to meet the red-haired woman standing in front of the rack, offering a warm smile of welcome. “Do you like it? Designed by our very own Daisy von Duke. See, why should florals only be reserved for spring?”

     She was always so proud to present her best friend’s clothes in her shop, even more when people expressed how much they liked them. While she never wanted to come across as pushy, she couldn’t help but try to convince those who browsed in her store to choose to leave with whatever item called out to their heart; sharing the happiness that fashion brought her was the whole point! “I hope you don’t mind if I say, this gown would compliment your beauty very nicely.”

When a presence made itself known at her side, Giselle instantly looked up at the other woman with a bright smile of her own. “Oh, I love it. It really is specatcular,” she answers easily. The name of the designer was surely supposed to mean something, though Giselle didn’t know what. But that wasn’t uncommon, considering she barely knew anyone in this town so far. “She has an amazing eye for colors. So many people leave florals just for the warmer weather, but there are so many differen flowers that work wonders with depper tones and hues for winter!” 

Glancing back at the dress, the redhead had to admit that the saleswoman was right. It would compliment her features and hair brilliantly. And though she didn’t need a new dress... Giselle found herself wanting it. And not just in a slight temptation sort of way, but a deep desire to have it. And she already knew exactly when and where she would wear it too. “Do you happen to have fitting rooms here?” If not she could easily buy a guess of size and make any necessary alterations at home, but it felt slightly wrong to make adjustments to a gown someone else designed.

[timothytate]

If there was one thing Tim loved about the holidays, it was the prospect of getting decorate. This was the one time of year where he was fully allowed to express himself in the most outlandish, garish, and wonderful ways possible, letting his imagination and brain run wild with the lights, sounds, and colors that accompanied all of the festivities. His house on Hundred Acre Street was the easiest to pick out, with all of the lights and tinsel adorning the awnings and gate spokes, and as it was tradition, that bled a bit into the theater as well. The city never minded his decorating of the community theater’ in actuality, they encouraged it every year he brought it up. The decorating came with a small set of volunteers from around town - some theater patrons, others stars from the stage, and even the occasional daycare class coming in to offer their tiny, helping hands.

Currently, he was hanging up the wreaths outside, all of them fresh pine and pretty holly and the occasional poinsettia nestled in the branches, to go above each of the doorways of the theater. All of the movement, along with the playing of Christmas music through the announcement speakers to give them all something to listen to, was making him feel especially cozy and in the spirit. Looking down from his perch on the ladder, he called down to the person passing by, “ Excuse me ? Pass me up that wreath, would you please ? ” His smile was as glittering as the fresh, soft snow that had fallen the night before, warm as the sunrays fighting through the clouds above them. “ I don’t think I’d be able to get all the way down, then all the way back up, with in in my hands. Not without damaging it, or damaging me. ” He let out a little laugh.

[enchantedgiselle]

From the moment Giselle heard about the local theater, she knew she wanted to be a part of it somehow. With absolutely zero experience acting, she figured that probably wouldn’t be the smartest way of getting involved - but then the realization hit her that all of the people who could act would need costumes of course! And sets must be painted! Both things of which she could be a potential help at creating if any extra hands were needed. Perhaps it might be to late to assist in any holiday events or programs they had going on, but there was always the chance of something happening after the new year! And Giselle wanted to throw her name into the ring for helping out as soon as she could. 

Little did she expect the opportunity to come so quickly. As in like... right that very minute. When someone called down for her to stop and pass along a wreath, the redhead responded with a bright grin. “Of course!” she answered eagerly, stopping instantly to do a quick little look around before spotting the decently sized circle of garland. Bending over to pick it up, she only struggled the tiniest bit with getting it over her head to hand to the man. It was only the small voice in her head that sounded an awful lot like Robert reminding her that magic was forbidden that kept Giselle from calling out for an animal friend to come and help as well. That was always how she used to do any decorating around her old little cottage. But now that she was a city gal, she supposed she’d have to get more used to doing things on her own. So with semi-shaking arms, she waited for the stranger to reach down and take the wreath from her. “This is awfully beautiful. Have you done most of it yourself?”

[enchantedgiselle]

closed starter for @queenenarissa​ location: a yoga class place

stopping to just relax wasn’t something giselle had ever really done before. at least not for long periods of times. she was always busy chattering away with some person or animal, or bouncing around the place looking for something else to do. but when she heard of this thing called yoga robert had been quick to push her towards trying it. so here she was, attending her first of potentially many yoga classes. she had her own little pink floral mat and had on the new workout gear she’d made just for this occassion - giselle was ready to stretch and relax. or as ready as she could be, considering the moment she set her mat down on the ground she was already turning to grin to the woman beside her. “hi! have you been her before? this is my first time ever doing yoga and it seems so exciting. though, i am a little nervous as well.”

[enchantedgiselle]

closed starter for @wrightorwrong​ location: mewni art gallery

Even though fashion designing was a much different medium than anything the mewni gallery had to show off, it was still a part of art and being around any form of expression was always a good way to try sparking some inspiration. Which was why Giselle often found herself roaming the gallery halls, just taking in the pieces on display all around her. Usually she stuck to herself, smiling and waving at everyone that passed by but not usually striking up many conversations. This time was usually meant just for herself. But when the redhead spotted a woman that’s entire body language practically screamed sadness, she couldn’t just not say anything or try to help. Slowly approaching the stranger with a small smile, Giselle lifted her hand in a half wave. “Hey there,” she greeted, her tone cheerful but softer than usual. Turning to look at the piece of art in front of her, she figured it was probably better to start off the conversation with a safe topic rather than diving right into asking why the stranger seemed so upset. “This is a beautiful piece, isn’t it? The colors are so vibrant and bright. Almost makes you wish you could just crawl inside it and be surrounded by that happiness forever, huh?” Not very subtle, but considering Giselle normally would have outright blurted why are you so sad, this way of questioning was much better.

[enchantedgiselle]

closed starter for @ncttaguppy​ location: sunnyside daycare

Chances were high it may seem strange for a woman without a child to be hanging around a daycare center, but Giselle wasn’t aware at all at how she may look sitting outside of the building. Lately she’d been getting a few requests for toddler dresses on her store and while she had quite a few designs already drawn up, the redhead needed to make sure that they would actually fit in with the current trends of toddler clothing. Designing for adults or even slightly older children was always easy - Giselle just went with patterns, fabrics, and silhouettes that she loved herself or ones that looked cute on Morgan. But with even younger kids? She didn’t have any real sort of model for that quite yet. Which was why she came to the daycare center, just to get a little peak at what the little kiddos were all wearing - figure out the shapes of their clothing and the type of materials that seemed to be the most popular. After about an hour it seemed like the majority of the kids that were going to show up for the day must have already arrived, so Giselle was just getting ready to pack up and leave with her little notebook filled with joted down ideas and a few sketches, when an adult came out of the building and headed right over to her. Before he could say anything though, the redhead was quick to offer him a bright smile. “Hello!” she greeted cheerily, unaware of how suspicious her behavior must seem right now. “Are you one of the fathers here? Do you by any chance happen to have a young daughter?”

[enchantedgiselle]

decemberwhite​:

Snow smiled, waving at the woman and the small squirrel who scampered up the old oak tree behind her. “Oh, that sounds lovely! I have to admit I may be a little bit rusty on the artistic side of things when it doesn’t involve crayons or macaroni art, but I’d be more than willing to help out, Miss…” “I’m sorry, I don’t think we’ve met before. My name is Snow White. And you?”

“Oh, no macaroni art here, sorry. And I used colored pencils for the designs, but that’s close enough to crayons, right?” Giselle happily replied with a grin, glad that the woman was willing to stop and help her a bit. In the back of her head she heard Robert warning her to be careful introducing herself to complete strangers, but the redhead easily ignored it. “I’m Giselle! Oh, Snow White is a beautiful name.” 

[rawhoneybliss]

Your life is about to blossom. Believe that.

[enchantedgiselle]

closed starter for @punzdropp​ location: somewhere downtown

on her way back home from having dropped morgan off at school, giselle decided to take the longer route through town rather than heading directly back to robert’s apartment. her order load for the day was small and she already had the next few dresses for her etsy shop already drawn up, so there was time to kill this morning. and when she spotted a young girl creating a beautiful ellaborate design on the sidewalk up ahead of her, giselle felt like it must have been fate telling her to come this way today. because she absolutely needed to know that girl. the bright purples and yellows and pinks the blonde drew with were creating something the redhead could only describe as being magical. “oh this is so amazing,” giselle gushed as soon as she was close enough to be heard. she made sure not to get too close though, out of fear of accidently ruining the artwork by stepping on it. “you’re a wonderful artist. have you been working on this alone? i can’t imagine creating something as breathtaking as this all by myself. everything i create takes quite a few helping hands or paws to get finished just right.”

[enchantedgiselle]

closed starter for @decemberwhite​ location: a park

It’s wasn’t uncommon to find Giselle strolling through the park, often times with Morgan but she spent a good portion of her time there alone as well. Being out and in the fresh air always reminded her of her old little cabin, and hanging out in the park was far less daunting than heading to the forest. Plus there were so many potential friends to make around a place like this! From the roaming animals to anyone walking around, Giselle never struggled to find a new creature to talk with. And today was no exception, far from it in fact, because she was in desperate need of an opinion or two. A kind looking squirrel was counting its acorns in a tree and the redhead was just about to head over towards him when a stranger came into view. A young girl, in fact! “Sorry little buddy, but I have a good feeling that she may be a bit more helfpul,” the redhead whispered up to the squirrel, offering a bright smile and a little wave before turning to the person walking by. “Hello there!” she calls out before making her way over. “Do you have a moment to help me a bit with the design I’m working on right now?” It was important to ask before assuming someone wanted to help - that Giselle had learned early on in her few months of living in Walt Grove.

[enchantedgiselle]

closed starter for @minervasouris​ location: minnie’s boutique

sometimes giselle felt like no matter how long she lived in walt grove and no matter how many times she entered all of the shops that the city had to offer, she would never get over the absolute magic of it all. and she didn’t mean in the literal sense (though knowing that other people held magic in their veins as well in this town was pretty amazing), but rather the more whimsical sense of something being magical. and with the holidays and winter rounding the corner, she knew it was only going to get better and better. which was why every day after walking morgan to school, giselle took a stroll through a different section of town to see if any new decorations had been set up yet. and of course, she had to do a bit of shopping too. even if it was just the window shopping concept that robert explained to her - which was still a bit confusing, really, considering you weren’t buying windows at all. either way, into each shop she went, and minnie’s bowtique was no exception. though she’s been in the store before, it was always with morgan, and when the two were together giselle often found herself focusing mostly on things to get for the younger girl rather than herself. so it was no surprise when a gorgeous floral dress caught her eye straight away - a garment that she had probably overlooked before. “oh, how beautiful,” she gushed, mostly to herself though loud enough for anyone around to easily hear.