Personal Stylist
Personal Stylist By Rosie "Why are we here?" I carefully asked Julie as she was about to open the door. Suddenly, she stopped and looked at me. "I made an appointment with a stylist," she said. "I thought we were going..." I began, but she was already opening the door and I shut up. Anyway, recently it made more sense for me not to question my wife too much. Obediently, I followed her into the office, where we were greeted by a mature, well dressed lady. "You must be Mrs....