A: I could die in that outfit…
B: I could fly in that one…
A: This is my reservation for when I sit in the pink throne…
B: Nah, it’s got to be this one.
A: Really? Surely that’s for the throne with crystal bling.
B: Hmm… maybe. I personally would wear this one if I was making a speech from a lavish golden throne wearing a jewel-encrusted tiara with a marble step and titanium rod.
A: Ok. Details, details. Now we’re getting somewhere.
B: How have I ever let you down? We’ve got 45 minutes and 20 seconds to complete the look, and we’ve already covered two-thirds of the floor.
A: That’s the worry – we haven’t chosen anything yet.
B: OK, well, it’s never been easy.
A: What about this one? Conservative with a large slit up the arms to show fashion-consciousness and youth.
B: I actually think that’s for middle-aged women.
A: No, not this label. Know your demographics, girl!
B: I do. But I also know my looks, guurl!
A: What about a sixties mini?
B: I prefer the tea dresses… try one. Here.
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#by CBY: 2011#