In Over Her Head by Elsie Russell - Parnasse.com

Sandro's jaw dropped. "Funcullo," he muttered between his teeth. The
hand around Ula's neck fell inert at his side as Maia chattered
nervously, but Sandro hadn't noticed that she was high yet, higher than
ever in her life. Max held on to her. He had scored, and stolen the
prize.
Then for the first time Penny saw it, Sandro was several inches
shorter than any of them. How had this escaped her before?
"Okay, you gotta get her somethin' to wear, I'm not goin' out in
public with her lookin' skanky like dat! So Max, why dontcha take her
shoppin', you with me?" Maia snapped her fngers.
Maia must have been studying black Hollywood speech these
last few months as if it was Sanskrit and her ticket to Nirvana.
"West Broadway?"
"Eww!" Ula wrinkled her nose.
Maia ignored her, instructing Max. "Broadway's got Prada,
Greene has Westwood, Plein Sud, and Spring's got Chanel!"
"I see her in CDG, actually," Ula said meekly.
"Garçons? That's all the way in Chelsea, now. Ula, you should
know that!" Maia sneered.
"How about La Fée? Maybe I'll go there and get something
too," Ula suggested.
"On Wooster? So witchy!"
"Not the new line."
"Okay, whatever, and Max, you still gotta go, make sure she
gets something sexy, but not too sexy, got it? You got an hour and a
half. Girl's hair is gorgeous!" Maia said fingering it before turning to go
into Ula's. They were talking about her in the third person, as if she
were a fashion accessory.
"Shoes!" Maia yelled down the hall before disappearing with the
Sandro into the dance studio.
After drifting in and out of several shops they ended up on
Wooster where headless manikins draped in translucent asymmetrical
Greek chitons floated from invisible wires.
"It's so Pythagorean! Fluid yet geometric! A Pythagorean angel
of the spheres! Tell me, Penny, do they have angels in this world of
ideal order? Can they hear our cries over their crystalline song?" But
Ula's furious eyes were on Max.
The raven haired sales girl tugged the chiffon over Penny's head
and smoothed the angled hem over its matching satiny under-slip.
Ula plucked a scarlet siren gown for herself and they continued
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