Vivian
"Good day, ladies." A guy walked up to us. He had his hair dyed a bright shade of pink, numerous piercings on his ears and nostrils and was wearing a fitting purple suit and a pair of white sneakers. He looked like a fashionista from New York.
Casey gasped when she saw him. "Oh my gosh, you look so hot!" She gushed.
"Oh, I know right, lady? Thank you." His New yorker's accent was everything.
"Wow! You rock honey!"
"Oh, thank you, dear." He fanned himself dramatically. "What are we shopping for?" He asked, "I can help you get the perfect dress."
I turned to Casey, letting her speak. She was the fashion guru after all.
"We need a formal dress. Something of a limited edition. We want it to be beautiful, elegant, decent, but sexy." She winked. The dude returned her wink with one
