This is Tigerlily Dawson. You've been introduced in the previous post, but to refresh you memory she's a Leo, her main Aspiration is Fortune and her LTW is to become Head of the SCIA.
Tigerlily: Sew sew sew.
Mr Humble came along and left this on the doorstep.
Tigerlily: *fist pump* Awesome. Less money I have to fork out.
The office area.
Tigerlily: I am going play this violin and make it my bitch.
smustlesims: Okay then... *backs aways*
Actually she's pretty good at it, and we discover her favourite hobby is Music & Dance.
This guy comes over to 'welcome' Tigerlily to the neighbourhood. It's John Mole, and he is Tigerlily's new BFF.
This picture is purely just to show how pretty Tigerlily is. Which is more so than I noticed when I was making her even.
Tigerlily: I will be a chess master. *cracks knuckles*
The other girl in the pic invited Tigerlily downtown and she accepted. (I *LOVE* Pooklet's skintones.)
Tigerlily: Yo! Bartender. Mix me up a drink buddy.
Tigerlily: Who are you and why are you speaking to me?
Tigerlily seems to be enjoying her drinks far too much...
...and her manners are much to be desired.
Tigerlily: Let's get funky. Uh huh. You too old guy.
Tigerlily: We're gonna smustle like it's 1999.
Tigerlily: I just wanna go home.
I think Tigerlily wants to be a primadonna ballerina.
Off to work as a gumshoe.
She brought John Mole home from work.
He proceeds to come in and do ballet for about 5 simhours.
Meanwhile, Tigerlily practices her pottery skills and makes a pretteh plate.
Bored and looking for someone something to do, Tigerlily called the matchmaker.
(I lost some pics here, but she got a good date anyways. With Neil Chalmers.)
Promotion! Yay!
Tigerlily's a little obsessed with the violin. She plays it all the damn time.
Tigerlily: CAlling a taxi. Gonna go out and get me some exercise.
Tigerlily: Here is me, doing my work out in the park. At night.
After work the next day she invited Neil Chalmers over for a date.
Tigerlily: I am the TICKLE MONSTER!
Neil: Argh! *girly squeal*
Make-out fest #1
I think we all know what is going to happen here.
Someone's getting a Dream Date!
Post woo-hoo tickles.
Tigerlily: Schmoopie-bear, will you marry me?
Neil: Of course I will Snuggle-muffin.
Neil: Oooh shi-ny!
smustlesims I now pronounce you founder & spouse husband & wife.
Make-out fest #2
Here's Neil's stats.
Neil: I have to wear this to work?
Ooh. Chance card.
Yay, got it right!
Family hobby-ing.
Tigerlily: I am the chess master.
Neil: Whatever you say dear.
More woo-hoo.
Tigerlily: Ergh. I don't like this sensation. And I'm cold.
smustlesims: Well, I can't do much about the vomit, but if you're cold maybe you should PUT SOME CLOTHES ON!
Awww. Spoon-snuggles.
Tigerlily: Om nom nom nom nom nom nom
Tigerlily: I'm going paint something pretty.
I have no idea what happened here, but when Tigerlily changed into her everyday maternity clothes, her hair changed. It must be some weird erro with the maxis maternity clothes and that hair.
smustlesims: Are you sure you should be cooking in your undies?
Tigerlily: I can't see why there is a problem.
smustlesims: Alright, but don't complain to me if you get burnt.
(as you can see, her hair reverts back when sh it in any other maternity clothing.)
*poof* I think those are pink sparklies.
They're practising for child #2 before child #1 has been born.
smustlesims:I'm not sure that's good for the baby.
For a lazy sim, Tigerlily seems to like cooking.
smustlesims: Watcha doing?
Neil: Writing a novel.
smustlesims: Are you going to tel me what it's about?
Neil: It's a mystery novel.
Slow-dancing in the bathroom. How... romantic?
Tigerlily:*brushy brushy brushy* My teeth are so shiny and white.
Tigerlily: OH. EM. GEE. What is happening?
smustlesims: You're having a baby.
Tigerlily: Why does it hurt?
smustlesims: I don't know. I suppose it's because that's how these things work.
Tigerlily: I don't like it.
Boy or girl I wonder.
Tigerlily: Can I get a new baby if I don't like it?
smustlesims: NO.
Hello there Beatrice.
I would like to take a moment to say how much I love HolySimoly's baby furniture.
Beatrice: *BURP*
Tigerlily: Okay. It's your birthday. I'm gonna throw you up in the air now.
Aww. Matching hairstyles.
Beatrice: Ooh. Pwetty baby.
Post make-over Beatrice. Look much better with her blonde plaits.
Beatrice: I dwaw now.
Beatice: I HAS A STINKY! WAH!
Tigerlily: *Must teach child nursery rhyme*
That's all until next time. Hope you enjoyed the first installment of the Dawsons.