CHAPTER EIGHTY EIGHT

- HAZEL -

I never knew there were more to designs till today. Seeing this woman and these people work their ass off while putting things on me for me really amuses me.

Knowing whatever outfit I decide on will be made today on such short notice really has me stunned. I can't even imagine how stressful this is for them and how expensive it will be.

"I like this one. The material is soft on my skin, yet elegant." I say, swirling in the dress while looking at myself in the mirror. It's a crimson red lacey dress, like those the princess in the Victorian era wore. Just the not to pleasant and kind princesses.

Natalie gives me a good look, sizing me from head to toe. "It is nice. But do you really want to be in an evil princess dress at a party? Movement surely won't be easy."

Hmm. She does have a point. I don't even know what I want. "I'd love a dress. Maybe something less ballgown-y and more," I pause, trying to think of a word to use. What evil Disney villain can a middle a