Jill stood studying herself in the full length mirror. Black wasn’t usually her color given her paler complexion, but she thought she’d listen to her friend.
Not bad. Looks like those pilates classes are paying off.
Becky smiled at her. “Told you. Who says I don’t know fashion.”
“Funny. Everyone has a first time. Now, about your hair…”
Jill grabbed her shoulder-length dirty blonde hair and turned to her friend in shock. “Don’t you dare!”
Becky waved her hand. “I know, I know. Your hair’s gorgeous, but a trim would accentuate your face. Trust me. I’m on a roll.”