SOFIA
Two days later, I was home in my apartment with Cassidy going through pieces of the sample collection that Expressive Designs sent over for me to check out.
“This jacket is cute,” Cassidy said, handing me the jacket.
“Yeah, I like the side zippers and the hood being able to detach.” I tested out the side zippers and slid my hands inside standing from left to right in front of my mirror.
“So, tell me what happened with Mr. Boyfriend?” Cassidy asked as she took a photo of me in the jacket. We had about ten pieces to mix and match. Once that was completed, I had to try and get online and do some blog interviews.
“Nothing happened, nosy pants.” I removed the jacket, wearing only the sports b*a and black tights.
“You want me to believe that?” Cassidy remarked, labeling the jacket as
