The
dress is a soft-petal pink colour, which I bought for a garden party I was
going to with Piers. It has a full skirt topped with an oversize bow at the
waist. I’ve pulled my hair back into a sleek ponytail, and aimed for
smouldering smoky eye but I still somehow look… too girly.
I
screw up my face.
I’m
not sure that’s the look I’m aiming for.
And
the silver strappy sandals aren’t helping! I look like I’m dressed for
bridesmaid’s duties than rocking up to a cool party on a boat.
Paige
walks over with a two glasses of champagne. She’s wearing her sparkly white
dress and a faux-fur wrap. She looks super glamorous.
‘What’s
wrong with you sugar plum fairy?’
‘Fuck!
That’s it, I’m going to change.’
Paige
laughs. ‘Why? You look pretty.’
‘I
look like a ten year old going to a birthday party!’
Paige
laughs again. ‘Here,’ she gives me a black leather studded bracelet and her
studded clutch. ‘And wear your black boots.’
I
sit down on the bed and unstrap my sandals and pull on my boots.
‘You
seem a bit moody around Craig today.’
Paige
hands me a glass of champagne. ‘Poppy the man is an infuriating mess to work
with he has the attention span of a sugar high infant that’s just been shown a
bouncy castle, usually his attentions are diverted by umm… they come in the
form of mammary bouncers fake or real he doesn’t care!’
‘Tetchy
about him aren’t we?’ I say walking over to the mirror so she can’t see the
satisfaction that’s sweeping my face.
Ah
yes. That’s more like it, playful, girly but edgy. Just goes to show the right
accessories does make a difference!
‘Shut
up Poppy and drink up. We have to go in a minute.’
Hmm…
That revealed more than she’s willing to admit.
‘Chin
chin,’ I grin.
Paige
smiles back. ‘Bottoms up.’
‘Hopefully
not tonight deary!’
‘Well
you managed to keep your knickers on last night!’ she fires back.
That
is low. Real low.
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