09-20-2016, 08:23 AM
They flitted girls in dresses in front of them. As if Ilesha really cared about how the dresses looked on them. She supposed it was the way of things when money bought you the world. Showing off everything for you so you don't have to do the work yourself.
Ilesha didn't honestly care one way or the other. But she let them parade the girls around for about 20 minutes before she pointed out three dresses she wanted to try on. The first was black little number that was probably flattering in all the right places, but Ilesha didn't think she'd like it once it was on. The second was a red dress with frills, it wasn't usually her cup of tea but she would try it on none-the-less. The last was a sequined dress that looked like it was highly expensive and she only chose it because the girl showing them off to her and Claire had raved on and on about it and Ilseha was going to not buy it on purpose.
Ilseha came out of the dressing booth after batting away help for zipping the black dress up. She was right, she didn't like it at all. It hugged everything and it made Ilseha feel self-conscious. It wouldn't do when she was already worried about how she looked in a place like where they would go. She quickly refused it with a wave of her hand. She could play hauty if she wanted to.
The spangled dress was next. It was so not her. And Ilesha didn't even walk out of the changing booth to show Claire it was that bad. "No I don't think so."
The red dress however despite her initial reservations about it, she loved. It was still clingy but it moved with her. It didn't feel tight and restricting and it actually went well with the make up. Ilesha smiled what would her mother say seeing her like this. She would have to send her mother a picture once the tag was removed.
Ilesha stepped out of the booth with a big smile. "I'll take it."
Ilesha didn't honestly care one way or the other. But she let them parade the girls around for about 20 minutes before she pointed out three dresses she wanted to try on. The first was black little number that was probably flattering in all the right places, but Ilesha didn't think she'd like it once it was on. The second was a red dress with frills, it wasn't usually her cup of tea but she would try it on none-the-less. The last was a sequined dress that looked like it was highly expensive and she only chose it because the girl showing them off to her and Claire had raved on and on about it and Ilseha was going to not buy it on purpose.
Ilseha came out of the dressing booth after batting away help for zipping the black dress up. She was right, she didn't like it at all. It hugged everything and it made Ilseha feel self-conscious. It wouldn't do when she was already worried about how she looked in a place like where they would go. She quickly refused it with a wave of her hand. She could play hauty if she wanted to.
The spangled dress was next. It was so not her. And Ilesha didn't even walk out of the changing booth to show Claire it was that bad. "No I don't think so."
The red dress however despite her initial reservations about it, she loved. It was still clingy but it moved with her. It didn't feel tight and restricting and it actually went well with the make up. Ilesha smiled what would her mother say seeing her like this. She would have to send her mother a picture once the tag was removed.
Ilesha stepped out of the booth with a big smile. "I'll take it."