Clara’s POV
I finished at the yard at midday on Saturday having sceptically asked Johannes for a dress code for the evening. After the party at his I once again had doubts that my wardrobe would be up to the occasion. His reply hadn’t been overly reassuring, ‘Well I’ll be doing my best to look good for you but its not a black tie kind of thing… in fact it will mainly just be me and you… and I’d avoid high heels.’
Helpful. I spent about an hour scanning my limited wardrobe but then gave u and asked my sister for a lift to Gia’s; I needed help… and some distraction from my nerves! Gia found the vague dress ode more of an exciting challenge than the headache I viewed it as, and after getting me to try on a range of outfits she settled on a flowy summer dress, white with a yellow pattern. Sh
