"What do you think Mom?" Sophia asked as I came down to dinner.
I still felt very self-conscious as a blonde. I'd tried to dress it down, but there was no way I could hide it. I had on my usual skinny jeans, black this time, with black heels and a tight T-shirt with cap sleeves.
"I think you look really beautiful." Mother said to me. I'm really pleased that you're joining in with your sisters and doing what they want. Without you they'd never have had this opportunity."
"Thanks Mom," I replied without any real conviction.
"Wait until you see him dressed and made up," Sophia said. " We've got it all worked out."
"There's not a red-blooded guy in town that wouldn't drool over our girl," Olivia smirked at me and pulled a face.
"That's what I'm afraid of," I said softly. I didn't want to upset them.
"When can I see my new daughter?" Mom asked as I cleared the table.
"Tomorrow evening," Olivia relied. "We're taking her to a private party that the salon has organised as a showcase."
"You can't be serious." This was the first I'd heard of it.