From the ground up
Edna Mode has been busy.
Granted she hasn't stepped outside her new room in the lower levels of the Conrad Hotel- nice place, she remembers when she spent time in the pent house suite back home- since she got there, but she has been very productive. A nice cup of green tea and a pack of clove cigarettes later, said productivity has resulted in a huge stack of sketches- some technical, some less so, a few entries in the new journal, and a lot of plans in her head.
Prime Directive be damned, this world needs her help and if the department store windows are any indication, she's gotten here only just in time.
Portfolio: Check.
Resume: Check.
Now to find someone to impress.
Somebody around here ought to know something. Maybe the proprietess of the hotel would be a good place to start.
(To anybody who wants to point her in the right direction, there is a tiny fahionista preparing to leave the Conrad on a quest for her next big break.)
Granted she hasn't stepped outside her new room in the lower levels of the Conrad Hotel- nice place, she remembers when she spent time in the pent house suite back home- since she got there, but she has been very productive. A nice cup of green tea and a pack of clove cigarettes later, said productivity has resulted in a huge stack of sketches- some technical, some less so, a few entries in the new journal, and a lot of plans in her head.
Prime Directive be damned, this world needs her help and if the department store windows are any indication, she's gotten here only just in time.
Portfolio: Check.
Resume: Check.
Now to find someone to impress.
Somebody around here ought to know something. Maybe the proprietess of the hotel would be a good place to start.
(To anybody who wants to point her in the right direction, there is a tiny fahionista preparing to leave the Conrad on a quest for her next big break.)