A guest just came by my front desk and said “it’s my husband’s birthday today, make sure you say happy birthday when he comes down!” and I love it so much it reminds me of that post that’s like “if I was dating just some guy I would hype him up so much I would walk in and say here comes the most specialist boy make sure you clap and cheer when he comes in or I’ll blow this whole building up” you know that post, but it literally just happened to me in real life.
So I was talking to a friend of mine about the Cookie Super Fashion Week event and how fucking gay it is, and she just broke my god damn mind.
This whole event is a shipfic!
Okay I'm gonna quote her on this
Two rival fashion designers forced to design an outfit for each other as part of the competition both are participating in. Their senses of superiority over the other and artistic drives clash (and simultaneously synergize) with their curiosity for how the other creates, and the trained drive to, as artists, learn and take inspiration from the world around them.
They're dissatisfied with the art because they do not yet understand the person they're designing for, their 'client', so to speak, and in their desire to create something more fitting, to understand their subject, no, their muse, they grow closer and closer together, finally meeting in a fucking cafe