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2021-06-24 17:55:28Emiliana
“Nope, nope, nope.” I scanned through each item of clothing on the rail aggressively, agitated that I couldn’t find anything I liked.
Sliding each hanger past me, something caught my eye. Black and cream detail bounced out at me. I gripped the hanger, pulling it from the metal bar that it was slipped around.
I held it up to the light, it was a two piece outfit - in my size. A tight fitted black skirt that came up to my ankles was matched with a black and cream coloured bustier. The black geometric lines sprawled across the material, making the outfit look both sophisticated and modern. I tore it off the hanger excitedly and slipped it on. It fit snugly around my chest while the skirt hugged my hips and thighs. I turned in the mirror and Oli whistled at me.
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