#pi:candace

[pinkpoppyflower]

Tailored Just For You || Popuri & Candace

When Popuri was little most of her clothing were made either by her mother or purchased from the local tailor. There was a tiny boutique in her tiny town and that’s where most people bought their clothes. So, Popuri was used to buying from tiny shops.

However, since she’d moved out on her own she’d gained a lot of weight. She knew that tiny stores probably wouldn’t carry her size, and it was kind of embarrassing to try on clothing and have everything not fit... so she’d avoided shopping at the little shops on the islands.

But now she had a reason to go! She met a pretty girl at the beach and turns out she owns the boutique! Even if Popuri couldn’t fit into any of the clothes, she wanted to visit and see her friend! So for the first time she went into Sonata Tailoring.

Popuri quietly browsed all of the clothes, touching all of the nice fabric. She was only half paying attention to the clothes, the other half of her attention was focused on looking for Candace

@embroideredsmile

[jvckofhearts]

summer blues | jack & candace

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•｡ ♡ By no means or stretch of the imagination was Jack a fashionista; he tended to stick with clothing that was comfortable and conducive to moving around and working on the ranch. Call it spring cleaning or catching a bug, but he very suddenly had the desire to rejuvenate his wardrobe and try something new; what better way to start the new decade with some new threads in his closet? He understood the importance of shopping local to support fellow islanders such as himself - so he wished to stay on his home island instead of venturing over to Leuda; thus, he discovered a small clothing shop he had heard from villagers around and decided to visit.

“Hello there,” the rancher smiled brightly as he opened the door and witnessed a face shone by the sunlight peeking in, “is your store open? I know it’s early in the morning, but I figured I would stop by before the rush came in.”

[flowerynina]

A New Friend? - Nina and Candy

@sewingseamstress

Nina couldn’t help but find it sort of funny how little had changed since she had been promoted at work. Maybe it was because it was such a small store, but nothing really seemed different. She guessed that wasn’t a bad thing, as she didn’t really want to become more busy than she already was. 

Life with Mikoto had been nice so far, and she didn’t really want to become so consumed with work that she didn’t have time for Mikoto. She liked having the free time to go home and have supper ready for her partner. Being able to set her own schedule did have that perk, she realized, but that was the only real difference.

Of course, she was thinking of taking over as the owner now, too. Maybe expanding the store’s meager photography supplies even. 

As she mulled over the future of the little store, she heard the bell tinkle, signalling that a customer had arrived. The pinkette was quick to skip over to the front of the store, a bright smile on her face as she laid eyes on the pretty bluenette. She didn’t think she’d seen her in the store before, come to think of it.

“Welcome~! Is there anything Nina can help you find today?” not wanting to seem like a pushy salesperson, she quickly added, “If you just want to look around, that’s perfectly fine, too.”

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Instant Fan { Chelsea/Candace }

@sewingseamstress

     As a girl who shopped in thrift stores or relied on her mother’s personally sewn clothes, Chelsea rarely found herself browsing through the much fancier clothing shops in Leuda. Apart from the clothes itself not suiting her style, she couldn’t find it in herself to spend too much on clothing when there were other means to get them.

     Today, she made an exception. From outside the stores of Cantata Tailoring, she saw an incredibly stylish gown. Despite the difference in her preferred style, she could not help but gawk at the beautifully made gown, soaking in all the details from where she was standing up. The glass that stood between Chelsea and the glass seemed so thick, and despite her resistance to take a closer look, temptation drags her leg inside the shop, all reservations left outside.

     Chelsea, in all the gloriousness of her shorts, worn-out books and plain shirt, marveled at the long gown she saw from outside the shop. Her mother would be delighted to see this. She made clothes and sew for a living, but she was far simpler in terms of capabilities. Still, Chelsea was sure she would appreciate the skill and creativity it must have taken to make this gown. Whoever made this was brilliant!

[gxlnextdoor-blog]

@sewingseamstress

     Along with a letter, Chelsea had two flowers delivered to the seamstress at Cantata Tailoring. The first was a single pink rose to show her admiration for her works, the next was a single blue iris as she hopes to see more of her masterpieces in the future. 

⌜ Dear Candace,

     Your work never fails to surprise me! I  wish to see more of your wonderful creations in the future, and of the seamstress herself of course! I hope you like my flower choices. May you be filled with inspiration in this day full of flowers and emotions.

                                                      - Chelsea          ⌟

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cozy shop [ Candace / Klaus ]

[ -1000G ] to the Guild to visit Arcadia

A visit to Arcadia was common enough for Klaus, with his family still on the island (sometimes) he took the opportunity to visit when he needed fresh air. He made it an extra excuse now that he had a puppy in tow, taking her across to the island for the exercise and to keep her entertained. After visiting with his parents for a few hours, he did have errands that he wanted to take care of, and he was grateful to them for watching the young dog while he was out.

The most particular one this trip was a visit to the local tailor’s. The one in Leuda just didn’t compare in craftsmanship, after all, and their robes here just always felt more... warm, somehow.

Klaus entered the small shop’s door with a duck for its small doorframe. Perhaps it just felt smaller on the small building to him, but it always felt like he had to duck an inch in comparison to his home’s doorframe. It was remarkable how comfortable the tailor shop felt from the moment one entered it, however. He stopped by the doorway, inhaling the sweet scent of linens and paper for a second before stepping further inside.

“Hello, no rush if you’re busy--” he called in as he entered, unsure whether he’d be greeted by the elder Shelly or her blue-haired granddaughter still on the island. Candace usually ran the shop lately, his family told him, and she had been there the last few times he’d visited. It was exactly as he remembered it, and he fondly settled into the comfort of it by immediately turning his attention to their current line of stock. Nevermind that he already knew none of the stock on the shelves would fit him.

[curl-up-n-dye]

Alterations || Candace & Allen

There were times when Allen found himself just too busy to take care of things he would usually do himself. Laundry, for one, he preferred to do himself, cooking, cleaning, running errands; he was a firm believer in being able to provide and depend on oneself. But there were times when laundry needed to go to the cleaners instead, food needed to be ordered for take out, someone hired to do a bit of tidying and run a few errands. 

Sewing and mending clothes was another skill Allen had picked up over the years, and came especially handy prototyping new headbands and bows he’d one day hope to sell within his salon. And luckily, this skill too came in handy when seams tore, new clothing needed to be altered, or even if old, plain clothing needed a bit of life and excitement designed into them. 

He had recently ordered a few new blazers, and of course not one to wear baggy clothing, immediately decided upon clicking the ‘confirm order’ button they would need to be altered. But as it stood, time was not in abundance for him, what with the schools in the area holding spring dances and graduations. Later and later each night he had found himself staying in the salon, organizing products, placing orders, washing towels, refilling bottles, and ensuring the place was in top condition the for the next day. 

This, of course, meant a quick trip to Arcadia, as the new tailor shop in Leuda had yet to open for business. Though this busy time would only last for another week or two, a professional alteration was still something he wanted to have done, as it would mean the new blazers would be ready sooner rather than later.

So bright and early (read 9 am) on his day off, Allen took his trip to the other island, garment bag in tow. It was a trip he did not mind taking, as there were a few places he could certainly visit to make a few purchases before heading home for the day. It did not take long for him to get to the tailoring shop from the ferry, grateful it had been a clear, sunny day. Arriving, he entered the shop, looking around as he passed through and approached the counter. 

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[guide-to-romance]

Job Inquiry - Gina and Candace

Gina had been pacing outside of the tailor shop for such a long time that she was sure the people inside must think she was some weird-o.  The bluenette’s cheeks were flushed red, while her brain went over what she wanted to say over and over again. 

Why was she even dong this?

Martha had suggested she pop in and drop off a resume, as she’d heard the ladies who worked at the shop did their own sewing. Gina had always dreamed of getting into fashion, but she still doubted her ability to actually do anything with her hobby. 

Hugging the file folder to her chest, she heaved a deep sigh before finally steeling her shoulders and marching forward through the door. The wind in her sails abruptly disappeared the moment she spotted the other bluenette at the front of the store and she felt the heat spread from her cheeks to her ears as she shuffled forward, brown eyes darting to the other girl and then away in an obvious sign of nervousness.

“U-Uhm... Do you work here? I - I mean, obviously you do! That is... I was wondering, do you know if, uhm.. They’re hiring...?” The last word came out in something of a squeak, making her nervous speech seem even more sad. Still, she gave herself a pat on the back. At least she hadn’t just stood there awkwardly and not spoken at all. 

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