The home of high speed, Formula 1, is certainly not for everyone, but once you get used to the pace you will want more and more. So it is with love, and Sophia has yet to encounter this world that is so far from hers.
I started the car and instead of heading towards the hotel, I put the GPS in the direction of the centre of Barcelona. I was clear that I had nothing suitable to wear for dinner a little later. I had no idea what I was looking for and I only had an hour as I then had a drive to the hotel and also needed to take a quick shower. My mission was almost ridiculous, but I was on a high speed theme this weekend anyway - nothing was stopping me from trying to race against time. It was all absolutely taking me out of my comfort zone, but I have to be honest - I enjoyed it.
The first store that opened before my eyes as soon as I parked was Dolce & Gabbana. I didn't know what to expect and just walked inside. A very nice young woman greeted me right at the entrance and offered to help me. I really needed help. "I'm looking for a stylish dress that will be appropriate for a fancy dinner." The woman gave me a good look and her eyes lit up, "I know exactly what will fit you perfectly!" After a bit she called me over to go to the fitting room and handed me a long black dress. Its fabric was so light and delicate, I couldn't wait to put it on. As soon as I put it on and looked in the mirror I fell in love with it. I also showed it to Maria, that was the woman's name, and she was ecstatic. "You are beautiful! Now I'll get you matching shoes." she said and ran off. She brought me stylish shiny heels. I put them on and realized that this was the moment my outfit was complete. I turned around a few more times in the mirror and nodded approvingly at her.
I walked out of the fitting rooms and paid with my card, and another staff person handed me the big bag. I thanked them and headed straight out of the store to my car. I put the bag on the seat beside me and started the engine. I didn't have much time.
I just got out of the bathroom and started applying makeup. I glanced anxiously at the clock, expecting my mother to call at any moment to tell me we were running late. This woman had Swiss precision. Just as I was thinking it, her name popped up on my phone. "Yes," I said, picking up. "Honey, we're all waiting for you in the lobby. We'll be late." she said anxiously. I rolled my eyes and reassured her "I'll be with you in 5 minutes." then hung up the phone and started putting on the dress. I put on some jewelry, spritzed on my favorite Tom Ford perfume and hurried to the elevator.
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When they saw me, everyone seemed speechless. "What is the matter with you? Why are you standing like that?", I asked them to break this silence. My mother put her hands in front of her face as if she was ready to cry. "Honey, you look phenomenal." my dad said and hugged me. "Honey, you are so beautiful!" my mother said and hugged me too. "What's wrong with you people?" i was surprised at their reaction. "Parents, you know them. They still can't get used to the fact that you're a big woman." my sister laughed and added, "Come on, we have to go. We're going to cross the line of fashionably late."
There was a limo waiting for us in front of the hotel, which we all got into, and Franco immediately popped the champagne, which my mother gave him a piercing look. "Mom, relax and enjoy the moment for once." Manuel squeezed her shoulder lightly and laughed. We all drank a glass of champagne and seemed to arrive in no time at the front of the restaurant where everyone was waiting for us.
