Just South of Perfect by Grace Palmer

Author:Grace Palmer [Palmer, Grace]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Grace Palmer

“I can’t wear this.” Stella threw a too-short skirt over the top of the dressing-room door and waited for the next item of clothing to be handed to her.

The makeover had started out excitingly enough, but as it turned out, real-life makeovers were nothing like the montages in movies. There had been no dancing or twirling or jump cuts that let her instantly change outfits. There were ridiculous outfits, though. Plenty of them. Tasha had promised she wouldn’t get carried away, but the pile of discarded leopard print items in the corner told a different story.

“I don’t know why animal print gets such a bad rap. Actually, I do. It’s the—”

“Patriarchy.” Melanie and Stella finished her sentence at the same time.

Stella was slowly buying into some of Tasha’s theories about the long reach of the patriarchy, but she knew it had nothing to do with her aversion to animal print. She just didn’t want to look like a cheetah on her date.

As they worked through the items the girls selected, they narrowed in on what Stella liked.

“Clean lines and simple colors,” Melanie determined.

“Yes. Her style is…modern simplicity.”

“Timeless staples.”

“Boring,” Stella concluded through the door. “When you say it like that, I sound boring.”

Tasha threw a floral-patterned kimono over the door. “That’s why we’re here. We don’t want to change your style, but elevate it slightly. That’s all.”

The kimono was sheer and long, and Stella couldn’t tell if she looked ethereal or ridiculous. Maybe both. “I’m already going on a date with Sam, so that means he likes my style already, right? Do we need to elevate it? I’m thinking the pencil skirt might be the way to go.”

Tasha groaned. “No. No moving backward after we’ve come so far. Sam, like most men, does not care about fashion.”

“It’s true. We’ve known him our entire lives, and I’m pretty sure he is like a cartoon character with a closet full of the exact same outfit.”

Tasha cackled at her sister’s joke. “It’s so true. He wears blue jeans and a button-down shirt for a night out, and coveralls for work. That’s it.”

Melanie threw a pair of white linen pants over the door and gasped. “Do you remember when he showed up to Vivienne and Jayden’s wedding in jeans and Mom made him go home and change before the ceremony?”

“And then he spent all night groaning about how uncomfortable he was,” Tasha laughed. “Yeah, he’ll definitely wear jeans tonight, which means the pencil skirt is forbidden, Stella.”

“Your mom made him go home and change? How did she do that?” Stella knew Georgia was taken now, but her doubts refused to fade. How much sway did Georgia Baldwin have over Sam Warren?

“My mom can make anyone do anything. Tasha inherited that from her.”

“It’s true,” Tasha admitted. “It’s a lethal combination of passion and charm. Plus, Sam loves my mom.”

Her words seemed to slice straight through Stella. She was in the middle of pulling a shirt over her head, but she froze, arms in the air, a tube of fabric wrapped around her face.

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