Turning around multiple times in front of a mirror, I wasn’t completely confident with my look. I was wearing a red, curvy A-line gown that had a sequin bodice with a low plunging neckline and a tulle skirt with a high slit on my left thigh. I paired it with nude two-inch heels and diamond studded earrings as my only accessory. I also applied minimal makeup with nude tones and let my frizzy hair down, putting just enough spray to tame it a bit.
I was, of course, comfortable with my body and face, but the last time I went for this kind of look, exposing all my imperfections, didn’t end well for me as Howard broke our engagement. But then, Luther wasn’t Howard, he wouldn’t abandon me.
Eyeing myself in the mirror for the last time, I smiled and was satisfied with my look. I went out of the
