Dance? Milady

After a lot more shopping, which only Fang was interested in, we finally settled at an ice cream store. "My legs hurt," I complained. 

We had been going almost circles with how he thought this jewelry and that shoe would look good with my outfit. He had planned to spoil me all the way today. There weren't a lot of bags, just what we might need tonight since we had to directly arrive at the party but it was all was still overwhelmingly too much for me. I mean, there was jewelry for every party of my body and a garter. What was the need for a garter? 

At the end of it all, Fang was quite satisfied with the entire hunt.