Billie Bob Taylor
"I don't think it fits," I looked down to the white button up shirt that was currently strangling my neck.
"It fits Barbie," Benedito sighed as he tied my bowtie for me.
"I ain't a bowtie wearing cowboy Dito," I pushed his hands away but the man persisted, "Benedito please," I whined, "Just let me put on the blazer with a shirt and I'll be good."
"It's a black suit and tie event meu coração," he finished up the bow as I looked at him with a hateful glare.
I folded my arms over my chest as I walked to the full length body mirror. Hans had flown over for the event and with Benedito's instructions brought over a suit made especially for me in Italy. I did not see why it had to be from Italy because I was sure I could get one here just as good. I guessed it was one of Benedito's other gifts.
