Truth be told, Cece was still maybe a little leery, even after Marie had pulled off the miracle of finding her not one, but two, dresses. It was pretty impressive. But still, getting her something that was a color? Hmm.
If her aunt had never been able to pull it off...
But then Marie returned with the scarf, and Cece had to eat her words.
"Damn, woman. You're some kind of miracle worker." Red was good. Creepy skulls on things were good.