“Are you still coming to the party tonight?” utters the voice on the other side,
“Is that tonight? “You reply perplexed
“Yeah I’ll be there what time do we have to be there?
“8’o clock”
To your shock you gaze at the clock and it is already 6:30! You rush into he shower forget the fact that you haven’t shaved your legs or washed your hair in 2 days but still end up looking clean. As you approach your wardrobe you wonder what to wear, you check the weather outside and it is clear to you that it is raining and it is a bit chilly.
Thank god for your shopping spree last week you remember purchasing Saxonne’s black silk bee’s knees shirt; you slip this ever so impressive attire on, whack on a pair of Saxonne’s poker face tights and a pair of suede heels and you’re ready to hit the scene.
As you’re exasperating friend who is honking outside in front of your apartment acts as though there is somebody killing her, you take a glance at yourself in the mirror and wink. As you make your Cinderella entrance down the stairs your friend in admiration wonders where you got your outfit from. Your response… Saxonne.
Saxonne saves the night once again.




