Mira/Violet
“The slit! It's too high” Violet shrieked on seeing herself in the full length. Her milky thigh was out on display, a pretty contrast against the silky red fabric of her dress.
“That's our fashion home signature,” Laura said mechanically whilst noting down something on her iPad.
“Yeah, and it's just the first fitting. I'm thinking of shifting it up a bit” Mira added checking Violet out, she adjusted the thin straps of the dress and gave it another once over.
“Hell no! This is high enough” Mira gave an evil chuckle as she walked back to the couch.
“Girl, I have the final say here. It's a party dress, you should show some skin” Mira clicked her tongue.
Violet knew it was too late to regret leaving her wedding dresses to Mira to handle, but she was regretting it anyway. She
