<div class="floatleft">(http://media-cache-ec0.pinimg.com/236x/cc/b8/8f/ccb88fa477ea0ab73d1caa294c312a7f.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Isis Hastings<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Party!<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Eiryn, open<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Cheerful and chilly<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>http://www.polyvore.com/lynn_for_monica_vbd/set?id=126398596<br/><hr/><br/>"Thanks, I'm pretty proud of it." Isis smiled brightly and nodded. "In the mornings, it's a bakery/coffee shop and I serve wine from about 5 til close. You should totally come by sometime. Fair warning though, I drink a bit too much espresso before opening so I'm kinda all over the fucking place."<br/><br/>"If I could've gotten my hands on the material and shit, I'd totally have played close to my Georgia roots and come as Scarlett O'Hara." Isis laughed. When Eiryn mentioned her theater dude friend and what had happened, Isis laughed softly. "I can't say anything against that, I kinda went all Carrie Underwood on an ex-girlfriend's car. It's a long story and happened a while back." She shrugged a bit.<br/><br/>"That sounds pretty awesome." She replied when Eiryn spoke of her work. "It took me forever and a day to figure out how to do 3-D stuff when baking, I'm sure you'll get the hang of it. Isis realized that she didn't know much about this woman at all. "This question goes against everything I was taught while growing up, but how old are you? I'm 22....er...23. Today's my birthday." Isis glanced towards Frankie and smiled before looking back at Eiryn.. "You wanna come sit with us?" She wanted to get to know Eiryn better and felt bad for leaving Frankie alone.