I
have the elder sister, her name is Victoria. She doesn't care about
fashion at all. She has no style. She has strange convictions. There
are jeans, sweaters, hoodie and pants, T-shirts in her wardrobe. She
wears only boots and trainers. It is insufferably dull. She hasn't
even any dress and skirt. She hates dresses. She says it is uncomfortable.
I don't even mention her opinion about high heels. She prefers only
practical and comfortable clothes, everything that don't hamper the
movement. Clothes were never important to her. She can wear the same
clothes several days. It is terrible. Actually she doesn't like to
go to the store.
Her favorite clothing is velour hoodie and pants. She has several suits
of it, with different material and colors. Victoria wears it at home, when
she goes for a walk or meeting with friends. It depends on that she goes
in for sport. She is a sportswoman to the very of her bones. A year before
she had a prom and by all means I should persuaded her to choose a dress
for this event. It was very difficult. But I did my best. I took a lot
of fashion magazines at home to show her. First she refused to watch it,
but she had no choice and under my pushing she had to do this. Among a
big number of beautiful dresses she chose the worse one. It wasn't a surprise
for me. I thought I can to bring over her to my mind, but it was impossible.
She made a condition, she will go to the prom in a dress she chooses or
she won't go. It was difficult to agree with her choice, but I had to.
It was grey long dress with a hood. There wasn't any embroidery, application
or strass. It was rather simple. It was a big day, Victoria was wearing
a dress. I hoped that she would continue to wear dress, but I was wrong.
The day after prom, she wore her favorite hoodie and pants as always and
went for a walk.
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