Helena smiled, what could only be described as a forced smile. I admired her already, and even more so when she said, “It’s the material.”
“The material makes her look like a giant ball of gum?” My mother sneered.
“I think she looks lovely.” Holly Anne said, trying to wade in.
My mother took a glass of champagne from the tray a lady had just carried in and said, “She would look lovely if she lost a hundred pounds.”
My temples were starting to throb.
Helena visibly bristled, “You need to have your head examined. Why, if she lost a hundred pounds, she would be nothing but skin and bones. That’s not healthy.”
Helena even waggled her finger in my mother’s face.
“I will not be talked to like this,” My mother said snottily.
“And I will not stand by while you talk about your daughter in this manner,” Helena said snottily right back.
Yep. She was becoming my hero.
“You will go get me your superior,” My mother snapped.
Holly Anne groaned.
I snickered.
My mother’s eyes shot fire as she glared at me.
I would no doubt be paying for that later.
“If it wasn’t for your daughter and your soon-to-be daughter-in-law, I would have you removed and banned from my store. Now, if you can’t behave, then you will be asked to leave. Got me?”
My mother didn’t reply.
That was a first.
After Helena made sure the dress was just right, she helped me out of it.
“You need a dress, for any reason you come to me. Okay?” Helena said after she put my bridesmaid dress back in the pink bag.
I smiled, then nodded, “I’ll tell them I’m cotton candy girl.”
Her eyes widened, then she giggled.
***
Three hours later, I was finally in a slouchy sweater, yoga pants, and I was watching my all-time favorite show.
And I also made no apologies for the medium meat lovers pizza I had just demolished.
Just then, my phone pinged with a text.
K – I have the flu.
K – Gah. Take a chill pill.
K – The dress will fit.
K – Unlike yours.
