"I think he should just abandon the idea of a bra altogether," Luna said cheerfully, winking playfully. "I'm quite sure that Flint would love that. Don't all the guys do?"
She wrapped a pink scarf around her neck and posed in front of the mirror. Then she turned around and looked at Oli, tilting her head. "I think you should just wear it down. Or up. Or... I'm not sure. No, down. Definitely down. Maybe we could curl it a little."