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Three outfits lie on my bed. Should I go for the classic little black dress, cream halter top and blue jeans or pink blouse and mini skirt? The invitation to Jenna’s housewarming party had been very last minute and I’d only just decided to go (besides, it was that or sit in front of the telly with the cat for the fifth day in a row). It’d been a long time since I’d been out anywhere other than the local supermarket. Let me introduce myself. My name is Chrissie and I’m a 22 year old spinster....