"... What do you think, Esther? I'm beautiful, aren't I?" I say, giving a slight curtsy as I gently lift the hem of my skirt. It's a dark purple skirt with details of branching roots in black, while I wear a top of light purple, with branch details in a very dark red, almost black.
As if the roots were gently climbing up the dress and becoming lighter. I think it looks lovely. I'm also wearing black flats, and there are some little white bows on the dress for contrast.
"Yes, you are very beautiful, Evelyn. Now, let's go to our date..." She takes my hand and kisses it softly.
'She smells strange...'
"Esther, were you playing with fire? I smell something burnt..."
"...It's nothing serious. I was just settling something before coming to take you to the date. Does my smell bother you?"
