“How’d you know?” I stared at the pretty outfit, wishing it would tell me all its secrets of how it had come to be here.
“The outfit?”
I nodded and then remembered he couldn’t see me, so I answered, “Yes. I was just standing in front of my closet, trying to figure out what to wear, and this showed up.”
“I took a leap of faith, hoping you would seize the moment, but I also figured you weren’t prepared for that. So, I used part of your fee to make sure you had something nice. You’ll feel happier and more confident in a nice outfit instead of whatever you brought.”
Okay, so I had just read into this way more than I should. He hadn’t even used his own money. It’d come out of what I’d already paid him.
“Well, you were right. Jay and I are going out tonight. I want to eat greasy pizza and see a Broadway show. Hopefully, Jay can get it all set up for me. If not, we’ll do something else.”
“Fantastic. Text me later or tomorrow to let me know how you’re feeling.”
“Okay, will do. Thanks again for the outfit. I actually really needed it, and I like it a lot. Good choice.” I was feeling better and excited to wear the objects in the box.
“Go be free, Mia.”
“I will. Bye, Logan.”
We hung up, and I quickly got dressed and touched up my makeup and hair.
Jay had managed to score us two tickets to seeThe Lion Kingin two hours. Plenty of time for us to head out and eat some pizza.
The outfit indeed made me feel better about myself and more confident like Logan had said it would. I felt strong and beautiful. While I still needed a haircut and had some being-stressed pounds hanging out on my hips, I felt amazing and didn’t care at all that I wasn’t perfect. I knew I never would be, but as I walked through the hotel lobby with eyes turning to look at me, I might have added a little bit of a sway into my hips like I was on the catwalk. Feeling like a new me.
If one outfit made me feel this way, I was in need of a completely new wardrobe.
As we hopped into the town car that was waiting for us, I looked at a very casual Jay in a gray shirt and nice jeans, who was excited to be getting out of the hotel for once on a business trip.
“I think, when we get home, I’m going shopping. I like this look.” I smiled big, feeling like I’d taken a step in the right direction toward true happiness. Accepting what was and making each day have a sprinkle of joy.
“Thank God. Good-bye, old and depressing pantsuits. Hello, bright and shiny Mia.” He laughed, and it was all I could do to keep from smacking him as we drove into New York traffic.
