After having travelled all over the country looking for a dress that I could wear to the party tonight I arrived at my hotel room, I left on the floor the five bags of dresses, heels and make-up that Charlotte and Kelly forced me to buy and jumped on my bed, I was exhausted. The girls explained to me that on Sundays after every race the driver who won the race organised a party for everyone. So at every Grand Prix there would be a party, that means I have to buy more dresses, that's the life of millionaire people. When I was 18 years old I went to parties every weekend but I didn't wear different outfits at every party, sometimes I repeated the outfits but in a way that people couldn't notice, I didn't really have the money to wear different outfits every night. The voice in my head was interrupted when my phone started ringing. I got up to look for my phone which was inside my purse and Charlotte's name was on the screen.
"Hi Siné" I answered. I put on the speaker voice as I pulled the dresses out of the bags to choose which one I should wear tonight.
"Lea, what are you doing? Have you decided which dress to wear yet?" she asked as I looked in the mirror and grabbed the hangers with the dresses and tried them on over my clothes.
"Not yet, but I think I'll go for the black one with glitter, I don't know" I said not really convinced that I wanted to wear it.
"Yes yes that is a beautiful dress and it looks perfect on you" Her excitement through the speakers boomed in the small place "with the black heels Carmen chose it would look perfect" from here I could see her happy face.
"Really?" I asked, my stomach tingling at Charlotte's words. I was always insecure about clothes when going out but I like my body it's simple, I don't have big caves, a big bum or giant breasts and so clothes always fit me big and there were times when I wore little girl sizes. Everyone who knew me told me that I should eat, that I looked sick, but I felt great, I wasn't sick like they said, at least not physically. In my darkest moments of my life when my depression was the strongest I used to skip meals during the day, but now I feel fine and I'm happy with that.
"Of course darling" her voice was more delicate "I bet everyone will turn around and look at you" I blushed after those words. My personality had changed over the last few years, drawing people's attention to me didn't feel good, on the contrary it made me feel bad, so the less people know about my existence the better it is for me, or at least sometimes.
"Thanks Char, you'll look beautiful too" I said and she thanked me. She and all the other girls were super nice to me, Kelly Carmen Lily all of them helped me pick out the outfit, I mean each one picked out an outfit for me and since I couldn't decide I bought them all. Also they would all be at the party tonight accompanying their boyfriends. Charlotte and I continued talking for a while longer about what she would wear and telling me how Charles was doing after the incident with Max, they are friends so a race wouldn't let their friendship be affected. After getting off the phone, I grabbed my towels and went to the bathroom to start getting ready for the party. Once out of the shower, I did a face mask to moisturize my skin, manicure, full body cream, hair and makeup. It's weird for me, I never had so much preparation for a party before, in my teenage years my only concern was to try to repeat my outfits as little as possible. But now I'm in a world where cameras are everywhere and I have to look as correct as possible. Two hours after getting ready I'm ready to go out, everyone else should already be at the party, I think I took too much production time. I put on my usual perfume, grabbed my small purse, my coat and my car keys, this time I would make sure I had a vehicle in which to get back to the hotel.
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