1 Lusin Berapa Baju Novels & Stories

Just one of these outfits could solve my wardrobe problem. As I ran my fingers over the soft, luxurious fabrics, I marveled at the handmade suits in various colors, neatly organized in columns. The attention to detail was impeccable, with suits, shirts, pants, and even sweatpants all arranged meticulously. The color coordination was impeccable, with neutral tones matching with neutral and colored items complementing each other perfectly.

It only takes a glass of drugged wine for everything that she thought was normal to start to go the drain. Luna went back to her house and went through her closet that had clothes that she could count in one hand. Luna thinks its a waste to buy clothes she won’t even wear so the only ones she had most is 20 pieces of clothes she could wear at home, 10 pair of clothes she would wear outside that varies between short shirts, sleeveless shirts, jackets, pants, and skirts while she could barely remember the last time she bought a new one. She opened the box that had been at the bottom of the closet for years, it had 2 dresses that she could wear at the party.

I gawked at it and pinched myself to be sure that I wasn't imagining things. There were at least 12 suits. Three of them black and the others were of different colours. Assorted long-sleeved shirts greeted my eyes some had not even been removed from their packets. The ones that have been removed hung on hangers. There at least 22 of them. Various types of trousers hung on hangers too waiting for me. There were also assorted types of caps of different colours ranging from cloth cap to beret to baseball cap and bowler hats. Different types of sweaters hung too in the closet.

**LEA’S POV** As Easton wished, I finally went out for a stroll. There were a few items I wanted to buy after seeing their stunning display on the cover of this week’s fashion magazine. One of them was a pair of brown boots with black laces from Gusy’s latest collection. They immediately caught my eye, especially since only a hundred pairs were made in each size. Luckily, I managed to snag a pair at the last second. “These are perfect,” I thought as I admired the exquisite details. They’d be great for casual outings—maybe even a picnic. Boots have always been my favorite, and I’ve always had a soft spot for new models that look this good.

"You'd probably get more in the future. Plus, you mentioned wanting casual clothes like jeans and flannel shirts. More like you're having a wardrobe change." "Yes. A wardrobe change." "Alright then," Jessica replied with a smile. "We got you fifteen dresses and a few designer tops and bottoms. That would be enough." As they stepped out of the cubicle, Balia started feeling slightly nervous. What if Senna got mad because she picked several clothes? He had every right to be mad, right? She was supposed to pick a little. Instead, she had picked over twenty clothes. "Is that all?" Senna asked when Jessica listed out all they had gotten. "Shouldn't she get more?"