Shopping on a beautiful
bright sunny day with a gentle breeze was just what Mirage wanted. The
exclusive boutiques surrounding her gave her plenty of thought. Putting her head to one side; her long
vibrant purple hair lifting in the breeze, her rich tangerine sheath dress with
spaghetti straps clung to every tantalizing curve, ending just above the
knees. For a finishing touch she held
her black leather Gucci bag matching her black nails and shoes. Mirage found it
amusing to watch the watchers, the looks from men, the daggers from jealous
women. Tapping her foot she straightened
trying to decide which boutique she should patronise today. Hands on her curvy hips she smiled strolling
into her favourite fashion and accessory boutique.
Her first stop was for a
latte in their luxurious coffee lounge. They held the most exotic and
extraordinary coffees’ served with muffins to die for. Sitting down in one of
their lush black velvet covered chairs Mirage sighed with bliss watching other
women wander around looking at the latest collection of designer gear listening
to the chat surrounding her.
Pink nails with silver
stars on a manicured hand settled on Mirage’s shoulder, a smile spread over her
face as she turned to find her best friend Arizona grinning down at her.
“I didn’t know you were
back in town Mirage, you should’ve called.”
“I only arrived last
night Ari. How’re you? Join me for a coffee it’s quite excellent.” A
quick air kiss and Ari poured herself into the chair opposite.
“I see your still the
glamour puss Ari, I’ve never seen you without polish,” she smiled nodding to
her nails.
“I wouldn’t be so crass
Mirage,” she replied. “What’re you doing in town? What’re you looking for this time? I’m sure you must have hundreds of clothes at
home.”
“Oh just need a little
cocktail dress short of course.”
“Of course Mirage, that
says you; all the way, I can’t imagine you wearing a long gown somehow.”
“You coming to help me
choose Ari there’re so many lovely designer clothing boutiques around here.”
“Yep, brill I love the
hunt the best. By the way that tangerine
colour looks gorgeous on you, where did you get it?”
“I found it in Paris,”
she smiled, “I was there a few months back.”
“You’re so lucky with
your job Mirage, stop making me jealous. Let’s get moving,” linking arms they
sashayed out of the coffee lounge to look for that little something special.
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