#bedazzledmode

“Miss Mode, I’m so sorry to intrude on you so suddenly, but I’m afraid I have to ring in a fashion emergency. A giant fashion emergency.”

Just when she thought Lucifer couldn’t get any more twisted and malicious, that old black cat always found new ways to make her life even harder than it already was. 

As she was about to pack away step-sisters’ gowns for the party tomorrow, the feline had made Drizella’s emerald green evening gown his new scratching post, tearing away the wispy tulle and shimmering rhinestones which had adorned the skirt of the dress. Running down Bavaria Street to the Edna Mode’s house was a desperate last resort, but she was a woman who was running out of options.

“I tried so hard to fix the damage from that damned cat, but…” Cindy bit her quivering lip; she didn’t need to break down on this woman’s doorstep on top of everything else.