Compliment Mimi's dress

"By the way, your dress is amazing." You decide to play it safe and generic. Girls like Mimi have boys say stuff about their clothes all the time, but it's a safe starter, right?

"Really!?" Mimi beams, her eyes almost disappear when she smiles totally wide. Mimi twirls around and then puts her hands on her hips, turning her head to one side and striking a pose dramatically. "I made it myself!"

"Y- you made it...?" You find that a little hard to believe. This thing is elaborate: ruffled nearly see-through layers bound up almost everywhere at Mimi's taut waist. She's damn well-endowed for an Asian, and the dress hugs her ample bosom tight, a small cut making the most of her cleavage. Mimi's lithe, long arms are free, the whole dress is just held up by two thin white straps over the shoulders. A flowery fabric necklace rounds out the ensemble around her neck.

"What, you don't believe me?" Mimi stamps her foot.