She eyed the finished product in the mirror and smiled. "You're the bestest bestie in the whole wide world!" She told Kim.
"Of course, I am." Kim grinned, already moving to the wardrobe to hunt for shoes. She eyed the dozens of shoes, all sporting designer labels, and shook her head in bewilderment.
"I still don't understand how you could manage to cram in this amount of shoes for one trip, yet manage to forget to add in one decent dress for emergencies like these."
Erin giggled, abashed. "You know shoes are my weakness."
Shoes never disappointed her the way clothes did. Shoes didn't care whether she were a plus size, or a size zero; whether she was cursed with an apple shaped body, or boobs that gained weight every time she so much as breathed in the same room as a box of chocolates.
