She not only looks like Miranda Priestly, she sounds like her.
She crosses her arms over her chest, and rests her chin against the back of one hand. The red nails matching the red lips are the only pop of color she allowed herself. “Consider me your fairy godmother.”
I always envisioned a warm and fuzzy fairy godmother, but I guess beggars can’t be choosers.“I’m glad I don’t have to figure this out on my own.”
“Once I’m done with you, your own mother won’t be able to recognize you.”
I was having such a good day, please don’t bring down the mood by bringing my mother into it.
“If you’ll follow me,” Judith says.
I’m right behind the woman balancing on a pair of four-inch patent black heels as she weaves her way to the changing rooms.
She heads to the one located furthest to the right.
There are several rolling racks weighed down with clothes in front of it. One rack has multiple white dresses hanging from it.
Thank God my period only lasted three days.
“Let’s nail the dress for tonight first. Then, we can tackle the other rolling rack containing clothes of different colors.” She points to it.
“I thought the theme of the night was Summer in Santorini, and we had to dress in white, light blue, bright blue, or a combination of both colors.”
“Yes, Mr. Lindström gave me a heads up. Since you’re starting a new job, he thought you might need a new wardrobe.”
I stare at the woman, dumbfounded.
“Not everything is couture, but everything is stylish and elegant,” Judith says.
Kaz is crazy.
Why would the man spoil me this much?
“You don’t seem pleased.” Judith frowns.
I shake out of my stupor. “I thought I came here to buy a dress, I didn’t expect to leave the store with a full wardrobe. So, I’m a little taken aback.”
“Today is merely a kickstart so you have a few items for the first few days at your new job. It’s going to take more than one visit for us to build you a wardrobe.”
“Right.” I respond with a slow nod.
Judith leans into me. “Take it from a woman who’s been married for twenty-five years to a man who adores her and who she adores as much in return. When he wants to take care of you, let him.” With that personal share, Judith goes from ice queen to warm and fuzzy.
I don’t have the heart to tell her Kaz and I aren’t heading down the aisle anytime soon. “I guess I’m a lucky girl.”
Judith arches a brow. “That’s the spirit.” She grabs a dress from the rack. “Let’s start with this one.”
I take it from her. “Is there a reason why there aren’t any blue dresses?”
“It was impossible to find a blue dress that matches your shoes.”
“I haven’t bought shoes yet. I was waiting to get the dress.”
“Mr. Lindström did the honors.”
I’m going to wring Mr. Lindström’s neck.“What?”
Judith opens the door to the changing room and invites me to enter.
