Vivian reacted quicker than Larissa. She grabbed the latter’s hand and studied her briefly, nodding. "Of course."

To Larissa, she said, "Go pick out a few gowns that you like." She waved her hand generously. "The clothes on this floor are all high-end customized designs from major brands over the years. Take your pick."

"High-end customized designs" meant that these clothes were haute couture—clothes that represented the pinnacle of fashion design. Many superstars always wore high-end customized gowns with pride—even if they were out of season—to attend major events. And whether or not they wore haute couture, the choice of the brand, when the clothing was released, and the haute couture of a specific season—all became ways for celebrities to compete with each other.

Larissa felt that she was dreaming—no, she could not possibly even be dreaming about this.

She really wanted to ask, "Can I really pick whatever I want?" but was afraid that the question would expose her lack of exposu