Elise had been debating whether she should wear her Sunday dresses or stick with her casual jeans and blouses. She had been pondering it for an hour already, as all her colleagues at the office wore expensive-looking and tailored-fit clothes. She didn't know what to do with her outfits, especially since the only time she and her aunt got to dress up back in the province was when they attended Sunday mass.
She looked at her silk dress and her other dresses on the bed. Being an ukay (thrifted clothes) addict, she was even dubbed a fashionista by her friends. She could make any thrifted outfit look good on her. Yet, as she stood there in the mansion, constantly surrounded by people who only bought expensive clothes and pieces of jewelry, she couldn't help but sigh.
Biting her lower lip, she
