This chapter is just as DAZZLINGLY BANANA-PANTS as it can be, but the equally stratospheric levels of TSTL are kind of wearing me out. Some MAN abducts her and forces her into the Dean's wife's clothes? And takes her obviously fabulous dress? Which is fully believable to every dude in the room? (Where is a female police officer when you need one? Someone needs to give her BIG old side-eye.) Also, what fugue state must you be in to change clothes and then randomly STEAL A VELVET BAG OF PEARLS AND NOT NOTICE?
I mean...
And, she basically only got body-hugs and a little panic attack, but no crushed legs and terrible scars? COLOR ME CONFUSED!! Surely the dress is not done with its malevolence yet!!! Especially since now she's all smooth and smug and working my nerves. I mean, come ON, dress. What are you waiting for?
Yes. we have reached the sad point where I am fully ROOTING FOR THE DRESS. It was stolen from its cozy closet. It has the right to remain pissed.
Watch, the bus driver took it and lied about it (BEHOLD, THE POWER OF THE DRESS) and will be taking his best girl out tonight... and since it's going into a lower socio-economic strata, it's going to wreak real havoc.
Meanwhile, for Felicia, my slightly-more-than-horrible-suspicion is that Bill - isn't he Pastor McHandsy? - is going to Figure It Out and blackmail her, but I may need to remember this IS a YA novel...? And so she isn't going to be put at the mercy of a sexually harassing religious dude... right? I mean, only mauling and bloodshed is okay for America's children, yes? Yes.
Please bleach my eyeballs from seeing Stan and Jan seduction imagery ever, ever again. ::shudder::
I... I... feel ...robbed?
This chapter is just as DAZZLINGLY BANANA-PANTS as it can be, but the equally stratospheric levels of TSTL are kind of wearing me out. Some MAN abducts her and forces her into the Dean's wife's clothes? And takes her obviously fabulous dress? Which is fully believable to every dude in the room? (Where is a female police officer when you need one? Someone needs to give her BIG old side-eye.) Also, what fugue state must you be in to change clothes and then randomly STEAL A VELVET BAG OF PEARLS AND NOT NOTICE?
I mean...
And, she basically only got body-hugs and a little panic attack, but no crushed legs and terrible scars? COLOR ME CONFUSED!! Surely the dress is not done with its malevolence yet!!! Especially since now she's all smooth and smug and working my nerves. I mean, come ON, dress. What are you waiting for?
Yes. we have reached the sad point where I am fully ROOTING FOR THE DRESS. It was stolen from its cozy closet. It has the right to remain pissed.
Watch, the bus driver took it and lied about it (BEHOLD, THE POWER OF THE DRESS) and will be taking his best girl out tonight... and since it's going into a lower socio-economic strata, it's going to wreak real havoc.
Meanwhile, for Felicia, my slightly-more-than-horrible-suspicion is that Bill - isn't he Pastor McHandsy? - is going to Figure It Out and blackmail her, but I may need to remember this IS a YA novel...? And so she isn't going to be put at the mercy of a sexually harassing religious dude... right? I mean, only mauling and bloodshed is okay for America's children, yes? Yes.
Please bleach my eyeballs from seeing Stan and Jan seduction imagery ever, ever again. ::shudder::