Post by Alexa Flannery on Jun 21, 2006 21:15:23 GMT -5
Why was it that the perfect dress was so hard to find? It was one of those questions that always seemed to torture and taunt Alexa’s mind; always hanging on by a thread, jumping back into place whenever the girl went dress-shopping. And, to be honest, it was quite an annoying question. Why was the perfect dress so hard to find? She had a great figure, and could make even a potato sack look good. And it wasn’t as if she couldn’t wear certain colors; Alexa could pull of almost anything. Yet, still, it was very hard for the blonde girl to find something that was absolutely perfect.
Maybe she always set her standards too high. Yes, that was probably the answer - though she liked to dress simply, Alexa only bought certain types of clothing. Places like Wal-Mart were strictly off-limits for anything clothing related; that would be so tacky! Wal-Mart, Alexa Flannery had always thought, belonged with tube tops and navel-bearing shirts - in the fashion category of ‘No Return’.
With a sigh, the pretty blonde sifted through the racks at any store that caught her eye, hopefully searching for something formal and pretty to wear. The occasion? It was some party at her father’s expense; Alexa never did bother finding out why she went to her father’s lavish parties and openings. A party was a party in her opinion; the purpose wasn’t going to change much. And a party meant shopping - one of Alexa’s favorite activities.
But the blonde was quickly getting frustrated, and an annoyed expression crossed over her pretty features. “Damn,” she cursed quietly to herself, rolling her hazel eyes. Motioning to a saleslady, she put continued to search. “Excuse me, do you have this in black?” she asked a bit impatiently, not paying much attention to the lady. Tossing her a knee-length, classic-looking, toffee-colored dress, Alexa raised a golden eyebrow. With a dismissive wave of her hand, the blonde went back to her quest, not sure if she even wanted that dress in black.
Now, Alexa Flannery wasn’t the smartest girl in the world - not even close. But when it came to shopping, she was savvy, stylish and extremely impatient, always looking for the latest and greatest. Alexa loved fashion and clothing, and hated having the same exact thing as everyone else. So, she would often run into stores an hour or so before closing hour, trying on things and merely rolling her eyes at the notices of clothing time. And it wasn’t exactly abnormal for Alexa to look for hours before finding the right dress. Apparently, this time was no different. With a sigh, she rested temporarily, sighing in an irritated manner. Why was the perfect dress so elusive?
Maybe she always set her standards too high. Yes, that was probably the answer - though she liked to dress simply, Alexa only bought certain types of clothing. Places like Wal-Mart were strictly off-limits for anything clothing related; that would be so tacky! Wal-Mart, Alexa Flannery had always thought, belonged with tube tops and navel-bearing shirts - in the fashion category of ‘No Return’.
With a sigh, the pretty blonde sifted through the racks at any store that caught her eye, hopefully searching for something formal and pretty to wear. The occasion? It was some party at her father’s expense; Alexa never did bother finding out why she went to her father’s lavish parties and openings. A party was a party in her opinion; the purpose wasn’t going to change much. And a party meant shopping - one of Alexa’s favorite activities.
But the blonde was quickly getting frustrated, and an annoyed expression crossed over her pretty features. “Damn,” she cursed quietly to herself, rolling her hazel eyes. Motioning to a saleslady, she put continued to search. “Excuse me, do you have this in black?” she asked a bit impatiently, not paying much attention to the lady. Tossing her a knee-length, classic-looking, toffee-colored dress, Alexa raised a golden eyebrow. With a dismissive wave of her hand, the blonde went back to her quest, not sure if she even wanted that dress in black.
Now, Alexa Flannery wasn’t the smartest girl in the world - not even close. But when it came to shopping, she was savvy, stylish and extremely impatient, always looking for the latest and greatest. Alexa loved fashion and clothing, and hated having the same exact thing as everyone else. So, she would often run into stores an hour or so before closing hour, trying on things and merely rolling her eyes at the notices of clothing time. And it wasn’t exactly abnormal for Alexa to look for hours before finding the right dress. Apparently, this time was no different. With a sigh, she rested temporarily, sighing in an irritated manner. Why was the perfect dress so elusive?