"How do I look?" Aunt Carrie asked as she smoothed out her dress and looked at me with her eyes sparkling. I nodded my head yet again and smiled at her with my thumbs up, but she just sighed before she went back into the dressing room.
"What’s wrong with this one?" I asked with a whine as I hugged the door of the dressing room.
"It's too tight and green, green just doesn't suit me." She spoke and I laughed internally.
"Green only suits my Claire." I sighed out as a love-struck teenager.
Oh wait, I am a love-struck teenager. He-he.
She came out and I backed away from the door to see her in a red dress that was just above her knee. She looked beautiful as she did in every other dress she rejected. "How about this one?" She asked as she twirled for me. Her dress was backless and she was
