Oooooh, when was the last time I posted here? 5 years ago ? Yeah, it was time for an update.
So, I’ve been slightly obsessed lately with the second season of RPDR’s UK vs the World, and decided to make some art of my favourite queens. Starting with the crowned queen herself, Tia Kofi. She was such a joy to watch through the season and her St Sébastien runway look lives rent free in my head, I love it so much ♥️
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well looks like its a throuple now guys
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grateful to WOW for keeping this gem, and leaving Tia Kofi alone long enough to ramble into this.
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SIX SENTENCE SUNDAY
Me? Procrastinating writing the part where Dame and Marina meet by throwing Tia under the bus? It’s more likely than you think :) (also this is not six sentences but I just wanted to post the excerpt okay deal with it I promise I can count if I wanted to)
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Tia was a pretty girl, objectively. With her sweet face and modelesque body, Dame could see the appeal. At least, as long as she ignored the god-awful fashion sense. She gently took one of the flimsy purple straps between her fingers, making a conscious effort not to grimace at the cheap material under her fingers. This close, she could feel Tia’s heart racing.
“You look ravishing as well, darling,” Dame murmured, letting go of the strap and watching as it slipped off of Tia’s shoulder. Tia’s face flushed a pretty raspberry.
“Thank you, um. It’s vintage Versace, I think.” She readjusted her sleeve, looking down shyly.
It wasn’t. Dame could tell even from a quick glance. The stitching was all wrong, the material too flimsy, the draping falling in the way only unlined fabric did. It was all wrong, from the color to the material to the cut. They worked in the fashion industry. Tia should know that.
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