Chapter 981
Chapter 981:
Ellen scoffed and muttered under her breath, “Keep bragging. I’ve seen pigs fly p>
Despite her reservations about Yelena’s inclusion, Ellen figured if Yelena was coming, she might as well invite Leanna too.
Leanna had initially declined Ellen’s invitation to go shopping, but the news that Yelena would be attending changed her mind instantly. Leanna saw it as an opportunity to show Yelena—a girl she considered vulgar—what true style was all about.
When they arrived at the mall, Leanna was already there, admiring her reflection in a spotless glass display window. The glass, polished to a shine, mirrored her meticulously made-up face.
She scrutinized her appearance, turning from side to side, a look of satisfaction on her face.
Leanna had dressed with great care, choosing designer pieces from head to toe that she believed showcased her fashion sense.
However, each element of her outfit seemed to shout for attention, and together, they coordinated poorly.
Her designer dress, though trendy, was an unflattering shade that washed her out and a cut that did nothing for her figure.
Her high heels were so lofty they made her gait wobbly rather than graceful, adding an awkwardness rather than elegance. The designer handbag she clutched was undoubtedly chic on its own but clashed with the rest of her mismatched ensemble.
Her makeup was overdone, aging her beyond her years and detracting from the natural youthfulness she might have otherwise radiated. Despite being decked out in luxury brands, Leanna’s overall look lacked cohesion and appeared outdated rather than chic.
It seemed her focus on brand names had overshadowed the need for harmony and personal style. The high-end pieces, intended to enhance her appearance, instead served as obstacles.
When Maggie caught sight of Leanna, she was momentarily taken aback, mistaking her for Carly for a brief second due to the resemblance that wasn’t supposed to exist.
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It was an odd sensation!
Leanna, noticing Maggie and the others, walked over with a satisfied gleam in her eyes, her posture as proud as a peacock displaying its feathers.
“Mrs. Barton, Ellen, good afternoon.” Leanna smiled at them, her voice carrying a hint of triumph.
Ellen surveyed Leanna, her expression barely concealing a smirk.
It was evident at a glance that Leanna had tried exceptionally hard to impress. Ironically, the effort only made her look worse than usual—overdressed and yet somehow still lacking.
Ellen had initially thought that by bringing Leanna along, their combined fashion taste would overshadow Yelena’s, but now she found her confidence waning.
“Leanna, you…” Ellen stammered, searching for a tactful way to describe Leanna’s outfit, which was beyond words.
Leanna, misreading Ellen’s pause as admiration, twirled with pride. “I just threw this together casually. It’s barely acceptable, isn’t it?” Despite Leanna’s claim of casualness, the pride in her voice was unmistakable.
Ellen’s lips twitched once more. She didn’t quite agree but managed a reluctant, “Not bad p>
Leanna clearly expected more praise, especially after the effort she had put in. “Not bad” seemed hardly sufficient.
However, in Maggie’s presence, Leanna kept her composure, striding alongside Ellen and purposely excluding Yelena.