Lydia's room looked like a clothing tornado had blown through it by the time Keeley arrived. Shirts, skirts, and jeans were strewn across every available surface and then some. She wasn't sure where to step on her way in.
"Don't mind the mess, I was looking for a specific belt and things got a little dicey," Lydia instructed. "Come on in. I have the perfect outfit for you!"
Keeley eyed the chaos distrustfully. "Alright, show me what you've got."
Her friend produced a slouchy gold sequined top seemingly out of thin air and waved it about like a flag.
"This top," she announced before digging around some more. "With these black skinny jeans…and black ballet flats! I have some fun gold dangly earrings you can wear too. And gold eyeshadow! You'll be as radiant as the sun."
"Are you trying to make me blind people?" Keeley demanded. That was a whole lot of sparkle in one outfit.
