“Here,” Bridget said, her tone less snooty now, “you can wear these tights and shoes with it.” She was holding up a pair of silky black pantyhose and simple black pumps with red soles.
Trying on the shoes and tights, Mia discovered that they were a great fit as well. She wondered how Korum knew her size so precisely. If she had been the one choosing the clothes, she would have never gone for the dress, sure that it was too small to fit her. Still caught up in the beauty of the dress, Mia graciously allowed Bridget to take her full measurements.
Checking on the time, Mia was surprised to see that it was already six o’clock. She only had a half-hour to get ready—not that she needed all that time given that she was already dressed. Her hair was still magically behaving, so she only needed t
