Rose
Rosie, darling, WHAT did you do to yourself, and why didn't you tell me me about it so I could properly pamper you? Not that I really have room to talk.
I know I do. Squirm and blush. Hideous curse of being me.
So you and Vasile, huh?
Haha no worries, I parsed your meaning. But either way I will also look my best for you, albeit without the dress. I will likely stop by soon. It'll have to be fitted... no one ever carries anything long enough for me anymore. And to think I once bemoaned my shorter stature.