The Men In & Out of Her Life-Chapter 2 From Coffee Hour @ Chicklit Power

Welcome to Coffee Hour @ Chicklit Power, and welcome to the beginning of Chapter 2 of “The Men In & Out of Her Life,” the book that is still in New York being reviewed by someone, somewhere! 🙂 Remember, you can get Chapter 1 by going to the “Media” page of this site and downloading it or just read it on your screen. Grab your coffee and come on in. I truly hope you enjoy.

Chapter 2

S.O.S.

(One year later)

Lacey stood in her closet looking at the new clothes that she and the girls had shopped for just a few weeks ago. She wasn’t one for indulging in shopping sprees but that is exactly what the girls had helped her do. “Out with the old and in with the new,” Sophie had said to her. And Nikki hadn’t been much help either in deterring her from the purchases, holding up a skirt here and a shirt there. “Would you look at these Barbie-doll clothes? Girl, you need to eat some carbohydrates. I’ll never be able to borrow anything you buy!” And Susie had really surprised them all with the clothes she was bringing into the dressing room, mixing and matching some of the latest styles and labels.

Lacey smiled to herself as she remembered that day with all of them, Sophie, Susie and Nikki. If it weren’t for her girlfriends, she didn’t know how she would have made it through this last year.

So what do I wear to go clubbing? Lacey was never one to stay undecided, especially when it came to clothes. But then again, she hadn’t been out in the single scene for a very long time. Fifteen minutes and seven outfits later, Lacey had finally settled on a pair of black low-rise Chanel pants that flared at the bottom, and an Abercrombi black-beaded halter top, which she pulled up and over her small chest and tied it in a way that created the illusion of cleavage.

“And now for the shoes,” she said aloud. Her gaze fell upon the boxes and boxes of shoes, the array of colors more explosive than any rainbow; white shoes, black shoes, red, blue, yellow, lime green, brown, tan; and not just one of each. Oh, no. There were several styles for each color. “Hmmm,” she reached for the black Pradas, a simple but elegant style with a one-and-a-half inch heel. They were surprisingly comfortable and one of her favorites.

Apprehensively, she walked to her full-length mirror, muttering under her breath, “It’s not like I’m a spring…” The reflection that stared back at her stopped her mid sentence and pushed her self-doubts out of reach. The girl that stared back at her was someone she still didn’t recognize at five-two, now toned and petite at a size 2 instead of her former size 10, a newly-cut hairstyle that was a simple layered cut with bangs that swept down and around her cheekbones with blond and honey-colored highlights that enhanced her big dark brown eyes.

She put on the finishing touches of her makeup, using a pencil to darken and lift her eyebrows, Bare Minerals blush the color of Bryce Canyon clay to bring out her cheekbones, mascara to thicken her already long and curly eyelashes and icy pink gloss to help shape her lips and lastly, she reached for her new favorite perfume, Light Blue by Dolce & Gabanna. The doorbell rang, and she sprayed to the right, to the left, and then all around, put the bottle down and ran down the stairs, excited to see Nikki.

They had met through the court reporting agency that Lacey had joined not quite a year ago, and though the friendship was still new, it was as though they had been friends forever; she was a welcome addition to “The Girls.” She opened up the door and was rewarded with one of Nikki’s famous bear hugs.

“Come on in, girl.”

“Peanut,” Nikki’s new nickname for Lacey, “just look at you. My gawd, we’re gonna be beatin’ ‘em off with a stick tonight. Looks like I’m gonna get my once-a-year workout in after all.”

“You look pretty great yourself, Nikki.”

“Yeah, not so bad for a fat-camp graduate, huh?”

“Stop that, “Lacey exclaimed. “You’re beautiful.” Lacey marveled at how Nikki was able to laugh at herself and draw others into her laughter, appearing comfortable with her weight, yet hiding behind it. “Let me just get my purse and jacket and we can go.”

I’ll let you go for now. Come back tomorrow for more of Chapter 2, and if you want this to just show up in your email box, simply sign the “subscription” box on the right of the blog with your name and email and then confirm. Then it will show up every afternoon and you can read it when it’s convenient for you.

Blessings

Evinda

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