Something frilly and lacy.

For some reason, Laura felt an urge to wear something fancy, even though that was hardly her normal style. Looking through her wardrobe, she finally found an elegant dress that she'd gotten for a high school play. The damn thing wasn't quite her style, but it was too nice to simply throw away, so it had wound up following her around through various colleges, to her present home. Sliding it on, she looked in the mirror, and smiled at what she saw. True, all the lace and fringe was a bit much, but it just felt right now.

Leaving her room, she bounded down the stairs, into the kitchen...