We each took a glass.
The man sat the tray down, pulled on his jacket and held out his hand. “I’m Andre. What can I help you with this evening?”
“My friend here needs a dazzling drop dead gorgeous dress for a gala tomorrow night.”
“My friend here loves spending someone else’s money.” I shot her a nasty side glance.
He nodded, “Yes. We’ve had several people stopping in here over the last several months getting fitted.” He looked me up and down and I felt self-conscious.
“We don’t want any of those dresses. She needs to stand out.” Lizzy said, her hands flying away from her body like stars… or jazz hands.
“You have a nice figure and may get lucky with the sizing, so alterations won’t have to be completed.”
“Thank you.”
“Do you have a color in mind?”
“She wants red.”
Andre looked at me and I nodded. “Sure, let’s start there.”
“Fire.” Lizzy whispered, this time with definite jazz hands.
We went to the red section of the store and on the end of one of the aisles was a display of dresses that were absolutely stunning. It was a red sequin dress with an ombre to black at the bottom, with a daring neckline plunge, and a mermaid train.
Lizzy was smacking my arm repeatedly. “Could you imagine?”
“It is beautiful.”
“These just came in, so no one at your gala will be wearing this.”
Lizzy took my champagne. “Go try it on.”
Andre flipped through, finding my size, and walked me to a dressing room.
“Let me know if you need help!” Lizzy shouted from outside the cloth curtain.
I slipped my clothes off and pulled the dress on, pulling the zipper up the side. I turned around and looked over my shoulder at my back. It was a low scoop on the back as well, resting just above my hips. I shifted my girls around a bit and liked the way they looked in this dress. I could get those sticky cup things and push them up a bit more, but I liked the natural look. Plus, after the party, the cups may impede my sexual escapades.
“What’s taking so long?” Lizzy whined.
“I’m coming out. I wanted to look at it first.”
I pulled the curtain back, and Lizzy’s mouth dropped.
“Fire,” she said simply.
Andre came over to inspect the fitting. “Honey, you in this dress may just turn me straight.”
“It may turn me into a lesbian.” Lizzy added.
“Stop.” I said, looking in the mirror again, rubbing my hands down the dress. It was stunning. “Ok. We’ll take it.”
Andre’s brows rose in shock. “You have been my easiest fitting of the year.” He chuckled. “But if you know, you know, and honey, you should know. Whoever you’re going with tomorrow night better appreciate you because you are… completely gorge.”
We got in the car fifteen minutes later and Lizzy turned her full body and grabbed my arm with a smile plastered across her face. “I can’t believe you spent that much on a dress.”
“You brought me there!” I defended. “Plus, it was probably going to be one of the cheapest.”
