"Are you sure I look okay? I feel like I look like one of those late-night Walmart shoppers standing next to you."
"Shut up. You look gorgeous, Liz. You just have a different body type than I do. Personally, I think that dress really accentuates those delicious curves of yours."
My face flushed red at Sarah's comment and I quickly looked around to make sure there was no one near us who could have heard it.
"It's not about the curves!" I cried out in protest while tugging the skirt of my black dress down a little. "It's the length of the skirt. You know this is way shorter than anything I'd normally wear."
"You're the one that let me pick your outfit." Sarah grinned. "And don't forget that it was your idea to pick one another's clothes out."
"But since when did I have a dress like this
