by asphodelian » Tue Dec 10, 2019 10:44 am
~!~rosalie barre~!~ ---------> the bitterest tears cried over graves are for words left unsaid and deeds left undone
rosie~~duchess of bordeaux~~mid 20s~~fem~~bi~~loc;chambers~~tags;open~~ments;open
Rosie sucked in all of her breath, a maid lacing up the corset behind her. Oh gods, it stung where the folds met, pinched where the strings tied, but it was worth it once she forced herself into a dress. Her figure was as thin as always, even though she stuffed herself on pastries and salty foods last night. Her stockings contained her bloated ankles, her gloves barely fit over her puffy fingers. Rosalie Barre walked over to her vanity, the crystal mirror reflecting her puffy face. She coated powder on her face, the white accentuating her pale skin. Blending it out, she applied a small bit of rouge to her cheeks and lips, reddening them only the slightest bit. She picked up her hairless cat, Françoise, and held him daintily as she stepped into three inch heeled leather boots. Her hair pulled back into a practical bun, her dress greyscale and simple, Rosalie made her way into the gardens for a stroll. Pulling her dress up only to her ankles, she cautiously stepped outside of her designated chambers and found the door to the courtyard.