“Chelsea, which do you like better? Strapless or sweetheart neckline?” she asked.
Before I could answer, Jen popped a grape into her mouth.
“Why ask her? She’ll probably show up in one of her dad’s flannel shirts or some ancient dress.”
I shrugged. “I think both would look great on you. I haven’t really thought about it.”
Lia smiled. “You don’t have a plan? It’s the most important night ever.”