Lolly was of course concerned about Kimmie, but she truly believed her younger sister would be fine, and she was super excited to be included in Beatrice’s A-list inner circle, which she knew was only because of Anna. She had seen pictures of Beatrice’s country house in one of her mom’s back issues of Architectural Digest, and the property was incredible. Each of the eight bedrooms were decorated in the style of various historical decades, starting with the roaring twenties and including all the fun decades—the Stepford Wife fifties, the groovy sixties, the disco seventies, the feather-haired eighties—but skipping the depressing ones that involved the Great Depression and those world wars. Every room contained a custom jukebox that supplied a soundtrack of music from that decade in time.

Normally, Beatrice assigned everyone a number, and that was the order in which the guest got to pick their bedroom. Lolly had her heart set on getting the sixties “make love, not war” bedroom, which would be the best fit for the costume she had chosen for herself, but she didn’t know what number they would get. She was going as young Cher, and she had found a Bob Mackie–inspired jumpsuit with a zipper that went all the way down to her crotch. She had wanted Steven to go as Sonny, of course, but he thought the big pornstache made him look ridiculous. He was going as John Wick, in a Luca Mosca skinny black suit (the same one that Keanu wore in the movie), complete with bullet holes, blood splatter, and a stuffed beagle puppy.

During the car ride, Lolly finally summoned the nerve to ask Anna what she was wearing to the party. She didn’t know why she felt weird about asking, but she did. Perhaps it was because Anna was effortlessly chic and didn’t have to try hard to look beautiful and cool. Anna confessed she still hadn’t decided, but she had a few different options and would decide when they got there. It was exactly this casual confidence that blew Lolly away. Lolly hoped that Anna might volunteer the options she was mulling over, but she didn’t. Anna seemed unusually quiet, but then, Lolly hadn’t ever been on a car trip with her longer than a taxi ride, so perhaps this was what she was always like.