97 Makeover

The sleek black car glided to a stop in front of the luxurious boutique, where the stylish awaited Abby and Martha. The valet stepped out and courteously opened the door for them.

"Good afternoon, ladies," he greeted with a warm smile, his demeanor exuding professionalism.

As Abby and Martha stepped out, the stylish figure waiting by the boutique's entrance approached with an air of confidence. He had an impeccable sense of fashion, dressed in a fusion of bold patterns and stylish accessories. With a flair that defied traditional gender norms, he emanated a certain charm.

"Hello, darlings!" he exclaimed, his voice as effervescent as his attire. "I'm Oliver, your stylist for the day. Let's make magic happen!"

Abby and Martha exchanged amused glances, appreciating Oliver's enthusiasm. As they followed him into the boutique, he couldn't resist casting an appraising eye over their appearances.