After a meeting with Jessica’s Mom’s Stylist, Jessica, Purity, and Amanda were at the store “Stick with Pearls,” which, though the name might be misleading, sold evening wear. Most importantly Prom dresses.
“My mom’s stylist said that this was the place to go for unique dresses,” Jessica said, leading the way into the store.
Purity liked what she saw, no bright shocking colors or animal prints. Just classy dresses. And an exceptional amount of lace. Purity loved lace.
“Nice,” Amanda said, “I don’t see a single spot of bright pink.”
“Yeah, it’s great,” Jessica said, though the look on her face said different, but she could never disagree with her mom’s stylist.
Purity started looking around as Jessica asked the lady up front if they had anything pink. Purity almost immediately found what she thought was the perfect dress. It was floor length, a sort of pearly color, and it had black lace covering the back, so it was sort of open but not really. She pulled it off the rack and asked the saleslady if they had it in her size.
The sales lady looked her up and down and then went into the back, not even asking what her size was. She came out a moment later with the same dress, but a little smaller. Purity figured she probably knew her stuff so she took the dress and went over to where Jessica and Amanda were looking through some dresses. Amanda was empty handed, but Jessica was trailed by a sales lady holding about five dresses, all of them pink and glittery.
“Are you ready?” Amanda asked Purity.
“Yep,” Purity said.
“You only have one dress?” Jessica said.
“Yeah, it’s beautiful,” Purity said, “I didn’t think I needed another one.”
Jessica shrugged, “Whatever. Let’s go.”
The sales lady led them to the back where the changing rooms were. Purity changed rather quickly, the dress felt beautiful but she refused to look in a mirror until the others were ready.
Finally Jessica announced she was ready and they both left their changing rooms.
Jessica was wearing a light pink dress that was short and really fluffy, but otherwise kind of plain.
Purity stepped in front of the mirror and liked what she saw, the dress wasn’t too extravagant and it made her look very elegant.
“Hey, that’s like exactly what you said you wanted,” Amanda said to Purity.
“I know,” Purity laughed, “It’s gorgeous. I’m getting it.”
“But what about the price?” Amanda asked.
“Oh, I forgot about that,” Purity shrugged, “I guess I should ask my dad’s.”
Purity took out her cell phone as Amanda continued to comment on Jessica’s dress, saying it looked ‘very pretty, but isn’t it kind of plain?”
“Yes, but maybe simpler is better?” Jessica said, turning in front of the mirror.
Purity texted her dad the price and a picture of her in it, to convince him that it was worth it. As she waited for a reply she watched Jessica model the last of her dresses, all of them pink and all of them looking like different variations of the first dress. Some a little bit more extravagant, but some of them even less.Finally Purity’s phone bleeped.