USER: Think a title for: "No, no dear." Catherine tuts as Valerie comes out in the fifth dress that she has tried on in twenty minutes. "But it looks alright." Valerie's face scrunches up as she turns, looking at herself in the full-length mirror of the dress shop. The beige coloured dress that sits loose on her makes her skin look pale, her ash blonde hair dry and her green eyes pale. "My dear, you can't wear that. It's a beautiful colour, but we need something that will fit your complexion." She sighs, sipping on her glass of champagne. "I know." Valerie sighs before going back into the dressing room where there is ten dresses hanging. She tries on every single one and when she comes striding out in the second last dress, Catherine gasps in awe. The bright red colour has her mesmerised and the slit that shows off her leg makes Catherine stand, "Turn for me dear." She beams. Valerie blushes, turning and she glances at herself in the mirror, her eyes wide at the sight of herself. "I love it." Catherine's fingers rest against her cheek, her eyes admiring how beautiful Valerie is. Valerie does one last turn and looks at herself, "I do too." She breathes out. "Then we have our last piece, I must say, dress shopping on the day of the party is not what I expected." She teases. "Then we're lucky we found this one." Valerie beams before getting out of the dress. Catherine took Valerie to lunch to go over the arrangements she helped her with and when she was satisfied, they went home. Wins...