If this is your first visit, be sure to check out the FAQ by clicking the link above.
You may have to register before you can post: click the register link above to proceed.
To start viewing messages, select the forum that you want to visit from the selection below.
Gladrags Wizardwear has large windows showing off its quirky and novelty clothing. Anything from robes to shirts to socks and even underpants can be found inside on display. There's no need to wait until the next time you can make a trip to London or Paris or any of its branches stationed around the globe -- Hosgmeade's very own clothing store will have you looking your best in no time at all as soon as you walk through the door.
Once inside, you will find yourself overwhelmed by fabric of all shapes, sizes, and colours. Anyone that loves to shop for clothes will find themselves in heaven here. Mannequins showing off the newest merchandise will follow you around and place clothing in your hands, enticing you to take the clothing and try them on in the changing rooms in the back of the building. If you have any questions or need some altercations, the shopkeeper is there to help.
Text Cut: Inventory & Pricing
Apparel Plain Black Robes: 3 galleons House Themed Robes: 3 galleons, 5 sickles Dress Robes (assorted colours and materials): prices range from 5 galleons, up to 10 galleons Cloaks (Plain black): 2 galleons Cloaks (Black with Brass or Silver Fastenings): 3 galleons Sweaters: 2 galleons, 8 sickles Shirts/blouses: 1 galleon, 2 sickles Skirts/trousers: 2 galleons, 4 sickles Vests (grey): 1 galleon, 10 sickles
Custom orders are available and prices vary depending on the request. Alterations for anything are available as well, upon request and included as a one-time free of charge before leaving the shop. Repairs and tailoring is also available starting at 1 galleon, depending on the fabric.
doesn't proofread tweets | #wrongaboutcereal | #siriusly? | emo to the extremo
Kinsay wasn't here alone. She did, however, manage to lose her friends somewhere between the shop over and Gladrags. Confident in knowing they'd check for her here, she decided to go about shopping even without them. It was smart to get a head start. She'd likely end up wanting to spend more time here than they would, so she tried to look at this as an opportunity. Mm, see? Forward thinking.
Keeping her hand stretched out before her, she made her way down the aisles of clothes. The fabric brushing against her skin was the most comforting feeling. She didn't understand how some people could shop without touching the clothes. It was half the fun.
Soon the Gryffindor found herself nose deep in a rack of sales items, sorting through meticulously and looking for unique finds to add to her collection. It was funny, even with all her clothes, she never had anything to wear!
__________________
Days of Potter 2023:___________________________ Which Bertie Botts Flavour Are You?
Kinsay wasn't here alone. She did, however, manage to lose her friends somewhere between the shop over and Gladrags. Confident in knowing they'd check for her here, she decided to go about shopping even without them. It was smart to get a head start. She'd likely end up wanting to spend more time here than they would, so she tried to look at this as an opportunity. Mm, see? Forward thinking.
Keeping her hand stretched out before her, she made her way down the aisles of clothes. The fabric brushing against her skin was the most comforting feeling. She didn't understand how some people could shop without touching the clothes. It was half the fun.
Soon the Gryffindor found herself nose deep in a rack of sales items, sorting through meticulously and looking for unique finds to add to her collection. It was funny, even with all her clothes, she never had anything to wear!
Ashley Fox was cursed when it came to buying clothes. First year? burned them repeatedly. Second year? Got rid of them for Reasons. Third year? Got rid of them for reasons. Fourth year? Grew out of them. Fifth year... she wore them out. It was as simple as that. Exercising and running around and exploring were good for her mental health, and not good for her clothes. She needed new pants and shirts and sweaters(at least the rest of her clothes had escaped the worst of it). Because of this fact, Ash was wearing ripped jeans and a (almost unnoticeably) ripped shirt layered with a long-sleeve shirt underneath. If she was going to ruin her clothes, might as well look good doing it.
She quietly entered the store and started looking through the shirts. She nodded quietly at Kinsay, only half expecting a response. "Hey." Ash was quieter than usual, even for Kinsay. But that was okay.
doesn't proofread tweets | #wrongaboutcereal | #siriusly? | emo to the extremo
Quote:
Originally Posted by astrocat
Ashley Fox was cursed when it came to buying clothes. First year? burned them repeatedly. Second year? Got rid of them for Reasons. Third year? Got rid of them for reasons. Fourth year? Grew out of them. Fifth year... she wore them out. It was as simple as that. Exercising and running around and exploring were good for her mental health, and not good for her clothes. She needed new pants and shirts and sweaters(at least the rest of her clothes had escaped the worst of it). Because of this fact, Ash was wearing ripped jeans and a (almost unnoticeably) ripped shirt layered with a long-sleeve shirt underneath. If she was going to ruin her clothes, might as well look good doing it.
She quietly entered the store and started looking through the shirts. She nodded quietly at Kinsay, only half expecting a response. "Hey." Ash was quieter than usual, even for Kinsay. But that was okay.
Too engrossed in looking through the various fabrics and designs, Kinsay didn't at first notice when someone settled beside her. Not until she heard them. "Hey-" she started, only then looking up. "Ash." She offered the Ravenclaw a tiiiiny smile, only to go back to shopping.
Wait.
No, sorry. Hold on. Were her clothes meant to be ripped like that? They made Kinsay do a double take. And perhaps she was staring for a bit longer than one ought to. "Interesting ... outfit, Ash." She couldn't exactly say that she was a fan. But. It was unique to say the least?
__________________
Days of Potter 2023:___________________________ Which Bertie Botts Flavour Are You?
Too engrossed in looking through the various fabrics and designs, Kinsay didn't at first notice when someone settled beside her. Not until she heard them. "Hey-" she started, only then looking up. "Ash." She offered the Ravenclaw a tiiiiny smile, only to go back to shopping.
Wait.
No, sorry. Hold on. Were her clothes meant to be ripped like that? They made Kinsay do a double take. And perhaps she was staring for a bit longer than one ought to. "Interesting ... outfit, Ash." She couldn't exactly say that she was a fan. But. It was unique to say the least?
Ash smiled involuntarily in response to Kinsay. Cause Kinsay wasn't frowning at her, and that was nice. And everything always sucked, so small nice things made Ash happy. Never for very long though.
Was Kinsay laughing at her? Ash couldn't tell. She didn't want to be paranoid, and Kinsay was pretty chill, but she had said 'interesting'. 'Interesting', 'special', and 'very cool' things were bad, Ash had learned that. As were interesting, special, and very cool things. "I don't have other clothes to wear. Hence the clothing store." Sure, she could have fixed it with magic, but Ash didn't LIKE using magic to do stuff like that. And she looked fine(although she was self-conscious anyway)!!! Better than usual, actually, cause her makeup wasn't even smudged and her hair looked like she had spent time on it. Ash just pretended Kinsay wasn't staring at her. "I'm looking for new shirts anyway."
Maybe they should not talk about her outfit. That would be cool. "Got any fun plans in Hogsmeade?"
doesn't proofread tweets | #wrongaboutcereal | #siriusly? | emo to the extremo
Quote:
Originally Posted by astrocat
Ash smiled involuntarily in response to Kinsay. Cause Kinsay wasn't frowning at her, and that was nice. And everything always sucked, so small nice things made Ash happy. Never for very long though.
Was Kinsay laughing at her? Ash couldn't tell. She didn't want to be paranoid, and Kinsay was pretty chill, but she had said 'interesting'. 'Interesting', 'special', and 'very cool' things were bad, Ash had learned that. As were interesting, special, and very cool things. "I don't have other clothes to wear. Hence the clothing store." Sure, she could have fixed it with magic, but Ash didn't LIKE using magic to do stuff like that. And she looked fine(although she was self-conscious anyway)!!! Better than usual, actually, cause her makeup wasn't even smudged and her hair looked like she had spent time on it. Ash just pretended Kinsay wasn't staring at her. "I'm looking for new shirts anyway."
Maybe they should not talk about her outfit. That would be cool. "Got any fun plans in Hogsmeade?"
There was a lot of weird history between the two of them, but Kinsay wanted nothing more than to put all of that behind them. It all felt terribly inconsequential now. Sometimes she couldn't even remember why they hadn't been friends. Well. No, she did remember. But she didn't know why it happened the way it did. Why she couldn't be friends with someone just because her best friend didn't like them. It wasn't something Kinsay had the energy for anymore.
And though she didn't necessarily agree with Ashley's wardrobe choices, she wasn't laughing at the Ravenclaw either. She wouldn't ever do that. She knew how it felt to be laughed at and it wasn't fun. The staring, however, she couldn't help. But even that only lasted for a few seconds before she caught herself and went back to sorting through the rack of clothes. Ashley's answer was a bit confusing, but Kins didn't want to ask and risk looking silly. From what she had heard, Ash was pretty wealthy, right? So this didn't make a lot of sense. But .... Well. "If you need help stitching up the holes, I'm pretty good with a sewing needle." That was an offer, by the way. One she wouldn't be making more than once, so.
"I'm meeting up with Nerina and Christianna for something to drink later," likely butterbeer. "But aside from that, not much. You?"
__________________
Days of Potter 2023:___________________________ Which Bertie Botts Flavour Are You?
There was a lot of weird history between the two of them, but Kinsay wanted nothing more than to put all of that behind them. It all felt terribly inconsequential now. Sometimes she couldn't even remember why they hadn't been friends. Well. No, she did remember. But she didn't know why it happened the way it did. Why she couldn't be friends with someone just because her best friend didn't like them. It wasn't something Kinsay had the energy for anymore.
And though she didn't necessarily agree with Ashley's wardrobe choices, she wasn't laughing at the Ravenclaw either. She wouldn't ever do that. She knew how it felt to be laughed at and it wasn't fun. The staring, however, she couldn't help. But even that only lasted for a few seconds before she caught herself and went back to sorting through the rack of clothes. Ashley's answer was a bit confusing, but Kins didn't want to ask and risk looking silly. From what she had heard, Ash was pretty wealthy, right? So this didn't make a lot of sense. But .... Well. "If you need help stitching up the holes, I'm pretty good with a sewing needle." That was an offer, by the way. One she wouldn't be making more than once, so.
"I'm meeting up with Nerina and Christianna for something to drink later," likely butterbeer. "But aside from that, not much. You?"
Ash was... perplexed. Kinsay wasn't laughing at her, but she stared at her, but she offered to help, but... hm. She tugged on her shirt, feeling self-conscious. "Um... that would be helpful actually, if you're really okay with that." Even though she didn't understand why Kinsay would offer. It didn't matter. Maybe Kinsay was just nice. Maybe Kinsay had always been nice. Ash smiled.
"That's sounds fun." (True. It did.) She smiled again. "I'm probably just going to buy some stuff, get food, and then wander around." She liked wandering around and stuff. She had made plans last time she went to Hogsmeade, but she was alone this time. By choice. Now she could just chill out and explore(WITHOUT damaging her clothing this time, she promised to only explore around the town). Ash picked a cute blouse off the rack. Even if she didn't need new clothes as of two minutes ago, she could still go shopping. As far as she knew, people could go shopping for fun. She'd try it. "Wow, this place sells nice stuff." The fabric in the blouse she'd picked out was pretty nice. It was at this moment she noticed that the creepy mannequins could move. One of them handed her more blouses, which she held awkwardly without putting them down. um... okay... weird but whatever. Back to whatever Kinsay was saying, please.
She felt like the other girl was really mature and good at stuff, and she was just here struggling with shopping and every social interaction ever.
doesn't proofread tweets | #wrongaboutcereal | #siriusly? | emo to the extremo
Quote:
Originally Posted by astrocat
Ash was... perplexed. Kinsay wasn't laughing at her, but she stared at her, but she offered to help, but... hm. She tugged on her shirt, feeling self-conscious. "Um... that would be helpful actually, if you're really okay with that." Even though she didn't understand why Kinsay would offer. It didn't matter. Maybe Kinsay was just nice. Maybe Kinsay had always been nice. Ash smiled.
"That's sounds fun." (True. It did.) She smiled again. "I'm probably just going to buy some stuff, get food, and then wander around." She liked wandering around and stuff. She had made plans last time she went to Hogsmeade, but she was alone this time. By choice. Now she could just chill out and explore(WITHOUT damaging her clothing this time, she promised to only explore around the town). Ash picked a cute blouse off the rack. Even if she didn't need new clothes as of two minutes ago, she could still go shopping. As far as she knew, people could go shopping for fun. She'd try it. "Wow, this place sells nice stuff." The fabric in the blouse she'd picked out was pretty nice. It was at this moment she noticed that the creepy mannequins could move. One of them handed her more blouses, which she held awkwardly without putting them down. um... okay... weird but whatever. Back to whatever Kinsay was saying, please.
She felt like the other girl was really mature and good at stuff, and she was just here struggling with shopping and every social interaction ever.
She probably would have felt a bit guilty, had she known she had made Ash feel self conscious. It wasn't intentional, but sometimes she had a difficult time reigning herself in. In any case, she nodded as Ash spoke. "I wouldn't have offered otherwise," again, she offered the ravenclaw the tiniiiiiest smile. It wasn't a big deal anyway. Just patching up a few holes. It really wouldn't take Kinsay any longer than a few minutes to do and she liked sewing. So.
"By yourself?" That was curious. Ashley had lots of friends from what Kinsay had noticed. Even her own brother. Which was still totally weird, by the way. So why then, would she be going around Hogsmeade on her own? Just seemed kind of lonely. Like, Kinsay was all for alone time, but Hogsmeade weekends were always the best days to spend with friends. You could wear whatever you wanted and got to travel around without adult supervision. It was the closest thing to freedom that they got at Hogwarts. Spending it with friends felt like a no brainer.
"I like that top," she nodded towards one of the ones Ashley held in her hands. "It's cute. You should try it on."
__________________
Days of Potter 2023:___________________________ Which Bertie Botts Flavour Are You?
She probably would have felt a bit guilty, had she known she had made Ash feel self conscious. It wasn't intentional, but sometimes she had a difficult time reigning herself in. In any case, she nodded as Ash spoke. "I wouldn't have offered otherwise," again, she offered the ravenclaw the tiniiiiiest smile. It wasn't a big deal anyway. Just patching up a few holes. It really wouldn't take Kinsay any longer than a few minutes to do and she liked sewing. So.
"By yourself?" That was curious. Ashley had lots of friends from what Kinsay had noticed. Even her own brother. Which was still totally weird, by the way. So why then, would she be going around Hogsmeade on her own? Just seemed kind of lonely. Like, Kinsay was all for alone time, but Hogsmeade weekends were always the best days to spend with friends. You could wear whatever you wanted and got to travel around without adult supervision. It was the closest thing to freedom that they got at Hogwarts. Spending it with friends felt like a no brainer.
"I like that top," she nodded towards one of the ones Ashley held in her hands. "It's cute. You should try it on."
"That's really nice of you." Spending time was even better than spending money. Ash's family spent a lot of money on her, but not very much time. So she was always very confused when people tried to give her their time. Kinsay even more so.
"...I don't mind being alone sometimes. Spending so much time around others 24/7 is a little exhausting. Now I can just take a walk and enjoy myself without worrying about social stuff." And also, she did not have 'lots' of friends to hang out with. She had some friends(yes including Teddy, and Fifi, and no it was not totally weird), and then a lot of people who didn't mind her presence. And they all had plans for today. So. If Ash WAS lonely, she wasn't going to admit it.
"I think I will try some of these on." Ash smiled, slightly more relaxed than she had seemed a few moments ago. "What are you looking for?"
astronomizzle ♧ gryffinDORK | & the rest is drag ♣ #badluckDerf
You know what Sadie Kareless needed today? Socks. Yes, socks and there was absolutely no other purpose for her stepping into Gladrags on this fine Hogsmeade weekend. Not a single other worthwhile reason at all.
And, just so anyone observing was aware of, the socks just so happened to be near the dress robes. Just over there against the wall and at a diagonal to a really lovely set of nude and pale pink robes that just may have caught the seventh year's attention. But she was not here to dwell on those luxuries. She was here for socks. Perhaps a pair of leggings as well seeing as she had ripped her previous pair while climbing a tree on the grounds and another set had been scuffed up even beyond magical repair due to her efforts in the greenhouses while on her knees.
Socks. Leggings. Tights.
That was all she was here for and her lingering gaze on a particular set of frocks was simply a matter of her zoning out and just to happening to have her gaze cast in that direction.
__________________
When you’re stuck in a moment and your spark has been stolen .................................................. ........... this is our time to own it, so own it..................................... baby we were born withfire and gold in our eyes
In all his time at Hogwarts, Ezra had never actually been to Hogsmeade, at least during the Hogsmeade weekends. The few times he had passed through the the station did not count, especially given that he never really remembered them.
So he'd missed out, as he had missed out on so many other things, but the situation had been slowly improving the last year or so, in a distinctly non-linear fashion, and due to no small amount of determination (read: stubbornness). But with the end of his time at school coming up, Ezra's sights fixed firmly on university, but his comfort zone still restrictingly small, he kept pushing even on the days he really didn't want to. Or. Well. Most of the days he really didn't want to. At least half. Just.
Today, he was completing an assignment: go to Hogsmeade at the next opportunity, and purchase something, no matter how large or small. Ezra hadn't shared his plans. As far as anyone else was concerned, he was staying in the castle as usual. This way there would be no pressure, nobody standing at his shoulder and watching with bated breath, and if he failed, only he and his therapist would need to know.
Thus, he entered Gladrags with single-minded determination, his heart beating wildly in his chest and eyes fixed on the sock display as soon as he located it. He marched that way, grabbed at the first pair he saw (patterned in green and blue argyle, for feet far smaller than his own), and turned to charge at the counter. Except then he actually noticed Sadie ... right there ... and gave a sudden start as though he'd been caught in the act of outright theft.
... "Oh."
__________________
Days of Potter 2023:___________________________ Which Bertie Botts Flavour Are You?
astronomizzle ♧ gryffinDORK | & the rest is drag ♣ #badluckDerf
Maybe she could...just try it on. Just as an experiment. She hadn't brought enough coin with her today to make such a bold purchase so there wouldn't be any harm in it.
Minus getting her hopes up about something but there was no need to alert the Daily Prophet about that non news.
Ironically mirroring her best friend unknowingly, Sadie took a step away from the sock display and towards the pink champagne fabric that had particularly caught her attention...only to all but jump back a second later as the blonde came into her peripheral vision and he broke the trance with his simple 'oh'. Likewise looking rather incriminating, eyes wide to the point it was a wonder they had not leapt out of the sockets, the Ravenclaw had to take a moment to process. Honestly, she thought she was hallucinating because Ezra was here (did that mean...a certain insufferable curly haired menace was nearby too?) and he had seemingly come here alone.
Unless that certain Gryffindor was along here somewhere too. Which...well...never mind.
"Ezra," finally speaks, her surprise very obvious not just in the face but also her tone. "Hey...I..." Um. "...I..." And then she noticed the socks. "...you...buying for a younger family member?"
__________________
When you’re stuck in a moment and your spark has been stolen .................................................. ........... this is our time to own it, so own it..................................... baby we were born withfire and gold in our eyes