𝐄𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐚 𝐂𝐡𝐞𝐧.

costume design. deliverer of snacks. mom friend.

[𝐄𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐚 𝐂𝐡𝐞𝐧. @ThreadedSoul]

𝐄𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐈𝐀 𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐍 - 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐑𝐎𝐁𝐄 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐈𝐆𝐍.

the wardrobe wonder. need to hide? come in.

[𝐄𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐚 𝐂𝐡𝐞𝐧. @ThreadedSoul]

@StagesCreated “my mind! And a cab is perfect.”

She would definitely be offering to split the fare.

[𝐄𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐚 𝐂𝐡𝐞𝐧. @ThreadedSoul]

@StagesCreated “Sweet of you either way.”

She noted with a smile, chin raising for her gaze to meet his own, dimples on proud display as they were caught in that myriad of sunset hues.

But she lit up then—

“I was just telling Piper how badly I was craving pasta, you literally read >>

[𝐄𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐚 𝐂𝐡𝐞𝐧. @ThreadedSoul]

@StagesCreated tied around her neck before she hit the stairs and met him just about two minutes later as she had promised, a smile forming at the sight of him.

“Hi! You didn’t have to come all the way and pick me up, really —“

[𝐄𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐚 𝐂𝐡𝐞𝐧. @ThreadedSoul]

@StagesCreated There was a gasp as she tripped over hers and Piper’s cat to get to the buzzer, a hand catching on the wall just before she hit the buzzer.

“Hi! Give me two minutes, I’ll be down!”

It had been breathless, but filled with excitement. Her coat was slipped on, and a scarf>>

[𝐄𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐚 𝐂𝐡𝐞𝐧. @ThreadedSoul]

𝐼𝑛𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑔𝑟𝑎𝑚 𝑃𝑜𝑠𝑡 —

Merry Christmas Eve!

[𝐄𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐚 𝐂𝐡𝐞𝐧. @ThreadedSoul]

@StagesCreated As long as I get you and hot chocolate, I’m in.

[𝐄𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐚 𝐂𝐡𝐞𝐧. @ThreadedSoul]

@StagesCreated Really??

That’s sweet of you.

[𝐄𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐚 𝐂𝐡𝐞𝐧. @ThreadedSoul]

If chosen for an interview, you will be assigned a current or previous Broadway production.

You will then be asked to bring multiple alternative costume designs for at least two characters in the assigned production.

Serious Inquiries may send resumes to [email protected]

[𝐄𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐚 𝐂𝐡𝐞𝐧. @ThreadedSoul]

NEEDED:
Wardrobe Intern.

Degree in costume design/fashion/production.
Previous experience (highly recommended).
2 letters of recommendation.
Current resume.

[𝐄𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐚 𝐂𝐡𝐞𝐧. @ThreadedSoul]

Good with kids? He was good with kids, oh lord hath merthy. She gave a quiet little sigh, that smile soft as she watched him take her hand.

“That’s really sweet of you!”

Her mind was turning to mush.

[Ryan Stewart @StagesCreated]

“Yeah—“ he replied lamely, catching her hand in his.

“My nephew loves Star Wars so I had this made to surprise him for his birthday… we aren’t cheap when we wan to surprise kids,” he chuckled, his thumb brushing over Emilia’s knuckles.

[𝐄𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐚 𝐂𝐡𝐞𝐧. @ThreadedSoul]

“I—“

There she was, frozen between a rock and a ridiculously tall hard place. Her own gaze, inquisitive moved similarly to his own — and then lower as a finger poked at the fabric of his tunic.

“This is really nice fabric.”

[Ryan Stewart @StagesCreated]

“I’d like that a lot.”

He towered over her and the pair were closer than they ever were before. His dark gaze briefly dipped lower to his lips before going back to her eyes, he couldn’t do that not yet. The liquor made me everything more extreme.

“Emmy—“ that’s all he said.

[𝐄𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐚 𝐂𝐡𝐞𝐧. @ThreadedSoul]

Her body flared with a wave of heat, back falling back against the column slowly as she looked up at him.

Was it the alcohol? Was it the leather? The word my never know. A soft, nervous laugh escaped.

“Y-yeah, we’ll coordinate!” She said, using his word.

[Ryan Stewart @StagesCreated]

Rey— the love interest?

“You would have made a cute, Rey,” he noted, ducking down a bit closer, arm braced overhead on the pillar to be heard.

“We would have made quite the pair! Next time!”

[𝐄𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐚 𝐂𝐡𝐞𝐧. @ThreadedSoul]

“Rey would have been a much better option!”

Did she just say that? Why did that have to be the character that came to mind — well who else would Kylo Ren coordinate with.

“But so do you! I didn’t either until the middle of the day—“

[Ryan Stewart @StagesCreated]

“Well you look great,” he replied, an easy and reassuring smile spread across his face.

“We could have coordinated, but I didn’t know you were coming!”

Coordinated— Ryan tripped over the word as he said it.

[𝐄𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐚 𝐂𝐡𝐞𝐧. @ThreadedSoul]

@SpiritedSonata She’s scrambling faster than eggs to get to her feet, hands on the counter as she makes her away around the bar to edge back towards the party.

“I’m going, barbie, I’m going!”

[𝐄𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐚 𝐂𝐡𝐞𝐧. @ThreadedSoul]

An ungodly gasp sounds, the Edwardian looking tailor ducking behind the kitchen island and dragging @SpiritedSonata with her.

“WHY IS RYAN HERE?!”

[𝐄𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐚 𝐂𝐡𝐞𝐧. @ThreadedSoul]

@SpiritedSonata Another whine, brows knitting as she knocked the rest of that cocktail back and slid it above her head — onto the counter.

“You’re right! Now you go first, I’ll be out.”

[𝐄𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐚 𝐂𝐡𝐞𝐧. @ThreadedSoul]

She could have melted into the brick itself when his own natural bass came so close, but she forced herself to turn around — elbow leaning awkwardly against the column, hand by her face.

“I just — really? Thank you! I didn’t have the time or enough warning!”

[Ryan Stewart @StagesCreated]

“Hi—“ he replied awkwardly as she turned away to face the column.

Ryan’s gaze took in their surroundings, checking for anyone that would make her uncomfortable. Coast was clear? He dipped down to be heard over the roaring bass.

“I love your costume! Handmade?”

[𝐄𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐚 𝐂𝐡𝐞𝐧. @ThreadedSoul]

@SpiritedSonata A finger was used to push rounded specs up the bridge of her nose, Emmy gratefully taking the drink with a nod before a large sip was taken.

“Alright. Okay. Yes. Courage.”

[𝐄𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐚 𝐂𝐡𝐞𝐧. @ThreadedSoul]

@SpiritedSonata “Thanks Barbie—“

She groaned, leaning up a bit to peek over the counter and try to spot him again. It wasn’t hard. It never was.

“I look like Tiny Tim.”

[𝐄𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐚 𝐂𝐡𝐞𝐧. @ThreadedSoul]

Just like the sickly Edwardian boy she looks like, Emmy lightly chokes on her drink and has no defense but to turn and face the column as she goes red.

“Ryan— HI.”

This is where she dies. RIP Emilia Chen, sister, daughter, good at sewing.

[Ryan Stewart @StagesCreated]

Spotted! He made his way over to her with a shy grin and hid behind the column with her.

“Is there a reason we are hiding?”