Chapter 211 - Styling seesion (1) (2/2)

”Thank you.” Sarah politely responded. Sarah assumed that Nori is an employee, maybe a manager or a boss, considering that she does not do anything other than observing.

Sarah moved few steps and looked at the slit on her left. ”Can we lift the slit?” Sarah pointed to the top of her thigh. ”It's only reaching half through my thigh, and it will restrict me when I move.”

Nana raised her eyebrows, ”You are not supposed to run in this, Miss Hill.”

Sarah giggled seeing Nana's exaggerated expression. ”Not running... dancing.” Sarah twirled few times to demonstrate. ”See? The dress will flow much better, and I want more space to move.”

”You like to dance?”, Nori asked.

Sarah revealed a huge smile. ”Yes, very much. And I have a great partner.” She pirouetted and made a bow.

Nori was surprised. 'Since when Aiden dances?'

Nana shook her head. ”The slit was supposed to be to the top of the thigh; however, you have long legs, Miss Hill. I will have that adjusted.” Nana approached Sarah with a measuring tape and made a note how much to increase slit.

”I think that besides that, outfit is done, right?” Sarah asked.

”Oh, no... let's see how it looks with a headpiece.” Nana stepped outside and in a second came back carrying a hat with tall black feathers.

Sarah's face showed displeasure. ”We can skip that.”

”Oh, but it comes with a head piece.” Nana had a pitiful expression.

Sarah was not swayed. ”Maybe... but not on my head. Even if you force it on me, I will remove it as soon as I step outside. With that on, I will look like a bird died on my head.”

Nori laughed but didn't say anything.

”You think it's too much?” Nana asked.

Sarah nodded. ”Yes... yes, I do.”

”OK. There is another, more discrete, option.” Nana came back few seconds later with a second option.

Sarah vigorously shook her head. ”Absolutely not... it looks like Genghis Khan's hat got attacked by bedazzled grannies.”

Nori laughed hard, and almost fell of the chair. It was a contagious laughter, so Sarah started laughing also. ”Nana, if you want me to put something on my head, it needs to be something discrete. I really don't want to attract attention. OK?”

”What about your partner? Don't you want to attract his attention?” Nana bitterly asked.

Sarah looked at Nana seriously. ”I don't need a dead bird or Mongol hat on my head to get his attention. Less is more.”

Nana grimaced and stepped outside.