The next night I spent about an hour getting ready, longer than I ever had before, and this wasnt even including the time I put into choosing an outfit and accessories the night before. Now I was clad in a fuchsia, one-strap dress gilded with sparkles and was putting on my bright white, lace-up sandals. My usual band of white pearls reclined on my dresser for the night, as I had chosen a more impressive collar of pure gold with a sole diamond at its tip. I sang a little ballad as I got ready, unaware that my brother was standing at my door. That is, until he started snickering.
I gasped and jumped as I saw him. Bart, what are you doing, watching me? I couldve been naked, for all you know!
Between laughs, Bart replied, An hour after your shower? Please, even youre not that much of a prima donna.