We arrive at the fitters and find that Amanda has spent almost all night
working on the beading to make sure that it is ready for me today. I hug the
breath out of her, knowing my actions will be frowned upon, and thank her
immensely for all that she has done. She says it will be worth it when everyone
sees me tonight, telling me that the only thing that could possibly make it
better would be if she got to see me, and everyone’s faces when they did the
same.
Amanda leads me into a fitting room just to make sure that everything is
perfect. Amanda has always been a lovely person and we have been good friends
ever since I met her.
When I finally get the dress on I find that I have never seen a garment that
looked as beautiful as the one I am wearing. Amanda says that I look like an
angel dressed in the night sky. She claims that nothing I have worn before has
made me look so beautiful. The dark midnight blue of the dress brings out the
paleness of my skin and also makes my long, dark brown, gently curled hair look
like that of a goddess. I cannot thank Amanda enough but I try never the less.
Mother asks if she can come in and see but I insist that she must wait
until tonight to see me, as a surprise. I can tell by her tone that she is
unhappy about this but she agrees never the less. I know that she will like it
but I do not want to see Amanda embarrassed by having to explain that the
design is not one of the house’s but instead one I have made myself. I will
save her that agony.
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