WHO: Thera and Remy
WHEN: Friday, December 10
WHERE: Gallivanting among several shops with extremely expensive good-looking clothing.
WHAT: When Thera said she'd take Remy out shopping for clothing to wear to New York, Remy's worst fashion fears are realized...
"The key to personal fashion is identifying and downplaying your weak points, and identifying and accentuating your strong points. See-" Thera reached around an extremely nervous Remy and made a quick m shape over the girl's cleavage. This full-length mirror was revealing too much... "-you have amazingly perky breasts. An advantage to being young and small. I'll admit I'm almost jealous."
Remy's eyes dashed to the left. The store employee was looking at her in this ridiculously revealing dress. She only hoped that the extreme burning sensation in her cheeks wasn't as glaringly obvious to the other women as it was to her. Oh god, the lighting in this store was too perfect. She couldn't hide.
Thera kept talking. "We should try some open-backed dresses for you. You can get away without wearing a bra. Cute butt too," Thera tilted to look at Remy's legs. "Though we should try longer dresses or high boots. Your knees are a little too knobby to show off. But don't worry, we all have our shortcomings. Oh my god, do you shave?" Her finger touched down upon an old scar on Remy's calf. "We'll have to make a stop at the spa. I've found a surprisingly nice one called Taj Exotica. You'll love it." Thera smiled.