"You expect me to wear this?" Jacqueline lifted up a stringy looking dress that only got to the middle of her laps and worse of all, it was a sunset yellow. She hated yellow.

Camille rolled her eyes and grabbed the dress back, shoving it back into their clothes pile before Jacqueline had the opportunity to hand it back to the shop attendant.

"That's why we are shopping for a pair of fishnet stockings and at least 4 inches heels. It's perfect for your shape, trust me. I'm good at this," Camille winked at the exasperated Jacqueline and pulled her along.

Jacqueline kept mute, deciding to follow Camille's lead. She...