I did not want to go through the dialogue, tell the story of my characters.The problem is not who they are, who they pretend to be or where they come from.
I categorized it as mid-action, but if you argue the other, I’d agree.
Feel free to disagree: the point is that these are successful ways of starting a story, not whether I categorized them right!
When these had baked, I stacked them in jelly-smeared layers like a Flintstones version of a Mayan temple, then iced them with buttercream that, in a disco-era moment of chemical-inspired lunacy, I'd dyed blue. " And in the cold light of near-universal repulsion, I realized that I had created an abomination. I was a customer at a boutique called Shurries, in Cedarhurst, Long Island, when I said to the owner, "Listen, can I work here? But I vividly remember painting the wall in the dressing room—my first major fashion illustration. My strengths were working with the customer and styling the clothes.
For the finishing touch, I used a pastry bag to add what I believed to be avant-garde patterns of more blue icing and studded it with blueberries, raspberries, and strawberries. "It looks like Betty Crocker on acid." But it was too late to do anything else. I hope the happy couple is still together—though somehow I doubt it. My First Job Donna Karan, chief designer, Donna Karen International I lied about my age. What I became quite good at was working with younger kids; parents used to call me on my days off to come in and dress their kids.
At some point, though, I must have owned a pair of pants with KICK ME embroidered in bright letters across the ass.