Cupcakes And Christmas: The Carrington’s Collection: Cupcakes At Carrington’s, Me And Mr. Carrington, Christmas At Carrington’s - Plot & Excerpts
I’ve managed to shove myself into a big puffy gold vintage gown that I hired from a dress agency to keep costs down. It didn’t seem too bad in the shop, but now I just look like a giant Ferrero Rocher. The dress code is ‘movie star glamour’, but I can’t afford anything new and I must have put on a few pounds, as everything in my wardrobe is either catching under the arms or the bulge of my stomach is slightly more prominent than it ever was before. But then the stress is like a tonne weight permanently shackled to my body, so it’s been goodbye No Carbs Before Marbs and hello to my loyal friend … Red Velvet. I spritz another generous shower of perfume onto the insides of my wrists – well, it’s aftershave really. It’s Tom Ford for men, another tester from Scarlett, and it’s so delicious and sexy and about as close as I’m getting to having an actual man of my own these days. But at least I’m not going to be home alone for a change, small mercies and all that. And I have a Valentine’s card!
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