At long last, I finally got out of that awfully restrictive dress that Alexander bought for me and put on a comfy wear that is tenfold my style.
"So, guys, whaddya think?" I asked the twins while they only examined me from head to toe.
"Uhhh... That's still a skirt, though," Caleb flatly pointed out, a brow lifted.
"Stop stalling around, Lily! Let's play already!" the other brat exclaimed impatiently.
"Well then, watch this."
With a condescending simper and an air of imposing confidence, I start modeling for the two as if walking down the runway. They just simply spectate this mini show of mine with dumbfounded looks, oblivious of what exactly I'm doing. That's until they eventually realize what I'm wearing. Culottes just have this special charm that makes people think that they're simple skirts until the wearer begins walking. In the twins' case, they appear to be both flabbergasted and a bit amazed after learning this.
