Who: Molly, Paige and Clair Where: Some fifth avenue hotel's ballroom. When: Afternoon What: The girls go to a trunk show and...
It looked like a overstuffed trunk had exploded and spewed all it's designer stuff all over the place. Clair was in girly heaven, and was even more alive then on any other of her shopping trips back in North Cornway. Sure the Victoria's Secret sale was fun but this...this was just on a different level altogether.
She picked up a pair of black stovepipe jeans that was for some reason or another shoved in there in the formal dress rack and showed it to her friends. "Adorable isn't it? I think it'll go with all my floaty tops!" Clair looked around, there were other squealing girls around them some not even bothering to take time to go off and que in the long lines of the dressing room. Tacky. But hey, they were probably more excited then she was.