As she was observing herself in Rylan’s mirror, she wondered whether it was enough. The dress, that is. A short shimmery gold vintage dress that complimented her skin tone and the color of her hair.. and those Gianvito Rossi black strappy heels. Should she wore those or perhaps those over-the-knee Paris Texas black boots? “Boots, right?” Raising her hair up to see if she should wear a loose ponytail or simply let those blonde locks of hers down, she asked Rylan as the other could be seen in the mirror. “Where’s the party again?” As if that was even important.. Allegra was invited to ten more that night. But it was always like that.. if you were a party girl, you only knew people similar to you. It seemed as her life was a never-ending party. “Perhaps I should wear something entirely different, Ry. Fuck,” a frustrated sigh. Unnecessary, really, when she looked great in everything she wore.
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