"Tell me how do I look for this dinner gathering mother?" She asked and Mrs Roman gulped.
Mrs Roman was tongue-tied, she didn't know what to say or how to describe how heinous his daughter looked. She gulped and blinked rapidly,
"Eve, are you sure you are ready for today's dinner?" She asked with a skeptical look.
With how her daughter was dressed, she was sure that there was no way near the word ready.
She was looking like a ghost for crying out loud.
Still giving her best smile she nodded, "Yes mother. I'm fully ready, don't I look okay to you Mom?" She asked again. Rubbing her hair with her hand she waited for her mother's reply.
She blinked sweetly at her mother, playing with her hair as she waited for her answer.
"I…Eve…." Mrs Roman stuttered.
She rubbed her hands together as she tried to pick up the courage to tell her daughter what she truly thought about her dressing.