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New Year's Eve Party

... party on her blog under the condition she not use anyone’s real name without their written permission. Courtney agreed without hesitation as this would be the first time any reporter had been given access and permission to write about the party. “Mitzi,” said Courtney, snapping her out of her memories, “this party could make or break my writing career. Please, I need this party.” “Fine,” sighed Mitzi, “I’ll keep looking.” “Trust me,” said Courtney, hugging Mitzi, “this party will be worth it for both of us. You’ll see.” They entered the small dress shop and a bubbly salesgirl stepped up and said, “Good afternoon ladies. What can I help you find?” “My friend and I need a dress for a big New Year’s Eve party,” said Courtney. “Okay,” said the salesgirl. “My name is Lizzy, and I will be happy help you both. Now, so you both know, we do have a sale right now. All clearance dresses are half off their lowest ticket price. All non-clearance dresses are twenty-five percent off.” “Good to know,” said Courtney. Mitzi sighed. Sale or no sale, she knew finding a dress to fit would be a challenge. “Something wrong?” asked Lizzy. “Um, I just haven’t had any luck finding a dress,” said Mitzi. “Well I hope I can change that,” said Lizzy, smiling. Mitzi smiled but didn’t get her hopes up. It only took a few minutes for Courtney to find several that she liked and would look amazing on her. Mitzi was having the same poor luck as so many times before, but Lizzy wasn’t giving up. She insisted on ...

... checking the stock in the back to see if maybe one of the newer dresses might work. All the dresses Courtney picked fit her perfectly and there was one black one that looked the best. Lizzy returned a few minutes later with several dresses, including a blue one that caught Mitzi’s eye. It wasn’t as bright as most royal blues, nor as dark as a navy, but it was in her opinion, the perfect dress. She selected it and two others, saving the blue one for last. The first two did fit, but she wasn’t happy and neither was Courtney. Then Mitzi put on the blue dress, and stepped out. “Holy fuck!” exclaimed Courtney. “What?” asked Mitzi. “You look… amazing!” “Your friend’s right,” said Lizzy, “you do look amazing.” Mitzi was sure they were both trying to make her feel better, especially Courtney, whom she was sure was sick of shopping. “Come on Courtney, don’t shovel the bullshit. I’m not wearing my boots,” said Mitzi, showing off her bare feet. “Come into the mirrors and see for yourself,” said Lizzy. Mitzi moved onto the small platform where three mirrors stood allowing her to see herself from multiple angles. The dress hugged her curves in a flattering way, the color made her blue eyes pop, and the dress was everything Mitzi had hoped for, and more. She gasped as she moved to see the dress shimmer and shine, then saw the $700 price tag. “What’s wrong?” asked Courtney. “I can’t afford this dress,” whispered Mitzi. “I can,” assured Courtney. “No!” said Mitzi. “Something wrong?” asked ...