CANTERLOT - The Boutique

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This is a Post about a Colt named Hoity toity. Hoity Toity was a stallion of few words... or at least he tough

that about himself. Every weekday, for twenty two years, he would wake up at 6 o' clock sharp. Take a bath.

Brush himself seventy-six times. Thirty-eight times he would brush his coat back and forth, thirty-eight times

He would brush his mane up and down. Every day for twenty two years, he would put on his clothes.

His Glasses. And walk up to his Boutique.

Every Morning, he would pass trough the same entrance, followed by the sight of a sea of unending fabric

and clothes. The sight of a few celebrities shopping was something usual behind these doors. Yet a bit further

he would find his employees. Every morning they prepared themselves with the utmost dedication. Manufacturing

the finest of the finest clothes; And of course, preparing Hoity Toity coffee. He demanded every morning for

his caramel macchiato, a copy of any of the rival companies Magazines and of course, The book.

The book that holded all his designs and works so far. His source of inspiration, and the reminder of his

successes, and of course failures. Hoity Toity skimmed trought its pages carefully. He started to remember

the time that had passed by, the joy of his first success, and the sorrow of his first failure. There were many

reasons he had started the boutique and FASHION, many influences that tried to control and take over his

designs, that at times, quite literally, were too strong to ignore. Yet he brushed them aside.

Since he last released Rarity's designs he finally felt as if things were going to get worse. As if the new generations

were taking over him, his position as the Head of the fashion industry. His Job as a designer... All his work...

Innovation, Creativity, Quality. Those were the things that he needed to mix, he needed something new. Singular.

Expectacular! Something never seen before!

But as he took a sip of the Sweet Scented coffe in his hooves, and his assistant gave him his sketch pad. He felt it, he had lost himself in a cycle of routine and constancy. He felt something he had never experienced before.

He had a Artist Block.

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Edited January 17, 2012 by Artax
Edited topic title. (Removed ridiculousness) for SEO requirements.

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Cashmere seldom found himself in his old hometown of Canterlot but today he did indeed find himself there and looking up at a Boutique . Since he was in Canterlot he had decided to dress the part wearing something he had found at a shop in Ponyville, it was a purple jacket with a cream colored Cravat in front of it, over his bag was his very own saddlebag that was soft grey in color with rich purple designs all over it with a ruby studded clasp in the shape of a bobbin.

After a second of pondering he moved into the shop and resisted the urge to wrinkle his nose at all the snobby vibes the place was leaking, but he did spot a very gorgeous ensemble that screamed his brother all over it! His brothers birthday was coming up and he did want something gorgeous to send him… no matter how much their personalities clashed.

Though before buying it Cashmere started inspecting it to make sure it would hold.

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Hoity Toity walked in circles around his office, “Innovation, Creativity, Quality!” repeating the mantra again and again, hoping for a little spark to come up in his mind. “Innovation, Creativity, Quality!” He repeated yet again, and with stupor, he started sketching in his sketchpad, masterfully blending his mouth with the pen, the lines flowing smoothly, creating a beautiful one-piece “No no no no. NO!” The stallion shouted tearing the page apart and depositing its remains on the floor.

Hoity Toity, after hours of restless walking and designing -or in his opinion, trying- he laid down in one of the comfy cushions that were placed in the middle off his office. First time since he started brainstorming, he looked at it. A Complete and Horrible disaster. Piles of broken sketches, scattered bits of fabric, and the rest making a black tanned dress, trimmed with small golden bits and sparkling with the most beautifull radiance fabric can offer. Just Garbage.

The Stallion stood up, cleaning himself up, and regaining his composture he exclaimed "Haute Couture! Sewing Blitz! come to my office!" a few seconds waiting, and Hoity Toity leaved his office. The two unicorns, clearly worried were just finishing to attend some clients. As they nervously ran towards Hoity Toity. "Mr. Toity We..." "In case you haven’t been here long enough to notice, when I call, you respond. It’s actually simple. See? I call. You respond. Do you think you can handle that? I Simply do not understand why it takes you so much to reply when i call you.” he Stated. From any other pony on earth that would have sounded whiny, but from Hoity Toity it sounded appropriately cold and firm. The two unicorns nodded like a pair of foals who’d just been reprimanded for not wanting to eat their broccoli. "Mr. Toity we are Sorry" the two of them said on unison. “All right then. Now, after wasting all that time, may you two clean my office? Take everything to the garbage, get me another a Double Tall latte with two raw sugars, call Photofinish to cancel our appointment, Tell the models I changed the photoshoot to next wednesday and tell the editors from FASHION im taking a break this week, they should be able to handle themselves. I expect it to be done in around 15 minutes, i will be back to my office after a little walk" The two unicorns trying to register his words on their brains, looked at each other in horror as one of them dared to talk back to the Stallion. "Mr. Toity... there is still a client in the Boutique... could you give us a little more time so that we can help him?" Hoity Toity looked at the doors that just opened themselves and then back to the pair "I Will do this, you have 20 Minutes" and without further ado, he started walking towards the Stallion.

Hoity Toity approached the grey stallion, noticing the saddlebag he was wearing in his back, after a few glances of his clothes he interrupted Cashmere. "Quite a nice design you are looking at, it is one of my older designs, didnt knew I still had one of these in my boutique, If you are wondering about its durability, and i guess you are doing since you are stretching it like that, dont worry about it, it was done by my own hooves, Its made of the best materials and by the best pony, anyway i was noticing, quite a beautiful saddle, it compliment your coat and mane perfectly, the craftsmanship on it is exquisite, tought i must say that the ruby stands out to much, its the only fault that i see on the design, maybe sticking a amethyst on it would make you look much better, but those clothes... just wont fit your color scheme at all..." Hoity Toity rambled as he circled and analyzed the Colt, before starting to walk away. The boutique sales department gave way to series of a long, narrow hallways. that seemed to stretch forever before arriving at a the counter and a resting area in where there rested an assortment of coffees, teas, and fridge for stored lunches. Hoity Toity browsed masterfully trought the walls of clothes "You know, these ensembles will blend wonderfully with that saddlebag, also this... and this... you know this might look fine with your mane and coat color, forget that, this ones might look Excelent! with your mane and coat colors, and come on, take this and try this on. You should start already, the change-rooms are in the next aisle, down the right corner then take a left, you cant miss them" The pony continued talking and browsing as he burrowed in clothes the unicorn.

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“Uh” He plucked the outfit off the wrack and put it in his basket, blinking as he got surrounded, analyzed, and shoved nearly into a dressing room “Oh why thank you I designed it myself” he explained watching him bury through the clothes “The ruby actually matches my cutie mark…oh is something wrong with my outfit?” He glanced down at what he was wearing and darkened…he really didn’t know a ton about clothes fashion…

He flinched as he got tossed a outfit, but just complied going to the changing room and slipped the outfit on before coming back out “Um…” Fixing his mane which had gotten a little frumpled in the meanwhile.

Looking himself over in the mirror he rather liked it, his red bobbin cutie mark now visible and he smiled as he moved his bag so that you could see it properly, he really loved his custom bag, it matched him so well .