Audrey I stared at my reflection in the mirror, trying to decide if the red crop top I was wearing was too much or not quite enough. Behind me, Avis and Tina were already halfway through their second round of tequila shots, giggling as they chatted animatedly about the upcoming party. “Does this lipstick shade go with my eyeshadow?” Avis asked, turning this way and that in the vanity mirror. Tina pursed her lips. “I’d go with the other shade, but that’s just me…” “No, no, you’re right,” Avis said, grabbing the other lipstick. “The purple is much better.” As Avis touched up her makeup, Tina turned to me. “Are you almost ready? You’ve been staring at that shirt for five minutes straight now.” “I guess…” I tugged self-consciously at the tight fabric stretching across m