What in the world was going on tonight?<br/><br/>Talia rummaged through the fridge in her studio, pulling out a cold bottle of water, popping the seal and taking a deep drought of it before moving back to her desk, the slanted draft style one, that was for sketches and such, rather then the normal oak affair that was further off with books, notes and laden with color swatches. She picked up a pencil, pulling up a clean sheet of paper and started sketching, quick, rough line, but soon a profile emeraged and then a dress, skin tight but old world in the collar and flare at the knees. It was a eclectic mix of old and new, and to her mind spoke of her style and Kiri's personality.<br/><br/>She left the drawing half done though with a sigh, moving on to one of the racks of clothing, riffling through it before a blush stained her cheeks. She had gone to the part of the collection that was undergarments, lacy pieces that played at draws and stocking and garters and corsets. Why in the world....<br/><br/>Tali shook her head and moved on to the business wear, pulling out a woman's suit to look over it. Nothing sexy about a suit right? Right. She hoped.