So I’m the oldest and the wittiest and the gossip in New York City is insidious
I am so happy to share my Angelica Schuyler cosplay with you all!! It’s historically accurate and as close to stage accurate as I could get. I used ten yards of a beautiful two-toned faux taffeta for the fashion fabric, but there’s also about seven undergarments (and pockets!) underneath to give it structure. The bodice is steel boned, with lace and chiffon trim around the whole thing.
This gown took 225 hours to complete; it’s by far the best thing I’ve ever made and I’m so, so proud of it.
“Not that much in common? What are you talking about?” Dean asked.
“I haven’t seen Y/N in maybe three years. Why is this bothering you now?” Sam’s brow furrowed as he looked at his brother like he may have hit his head, but Dean recovered quickly, straightening up and pulling his phone out.
“I just think we should all hang out,” he said, feigning nonchalance with a small shrug. “You know what? I’ll shoot Y/N a text right now, how’s that? Dinner tomorrow night, the three of us. Maybe you two will hit it off.”
“You’re weirdly invested in this, but sure. I have no plans,” Sam said with a laugh as he headed away from Dean.
“You can both rag on me–that’ll be your foundation for common interests,” Dean called after Sam. “It’s what you two already do where everything makes sense,” he continued softly to himself as he typed out a text to you, hoping that connection you had with his brother had somehow carried over to this world, too.