“I love!” Hannah has chopped her shaggy, coarse waves into a chic look that perfectly embodies her. She has an undercut with the rest of her hair tamed into curls and cut into a short bob, all nested over to one side. “Gorge,” I declare, and twirl my finger for her to give me a spin.

Hannah holds her arms out and obliges before posing with one side of her jacket collar popped up and the kind of smooth grin that could make a whole town lock up their daughters. She wears a navy-blue tux with a matte black vest and a lavender velvet bow tie. Her pocket square is a black-and-lavender floral print, and I have to admit, I’m very proud. “Very nice,” I say. “Very dapper. Now, sit,” I command before racing back to Clem’s room.

“Let’s see this hair,” I tell my sister, who is wearing the dress she bought online from the Forever 21 clearance section. It’s a black mod-looking number with a giant lavender bow that hangs from the collar down the length of the dress. She’s also traded her glasses for contacts, which she’s always too lazy to do in the mornings.

“Did you and Hannah match on purpose?”

She swivels around in her desk chair. “What? No. I just told her my dress was lavender and black.”

“Well, she must really like you. A very chic color combo, by the way.”

She smiles, and I think she might actually melt at the thought of Hannah matching her outfit to her dress.

“Hair time,” I say.

Clem had shown Carla a picture of Adele, but all Carla saw was BIG HAIR and she sort of ignored the whole sixties vibe of it all. I’m not necessarily good with hair, but I still do my best to tame it all into a ponytail at the nape of her neck with a good bit of volume left on top.

“The tux has arrived.”

I turn around to find Grammy framed in the doorway. “Yes! Thank you!”

She hands the garment bag over. “Now, I just went with my grandmotherly intuition here.”

“I’m sure it’s perfect,” I tell her, and run into my room.

“Wait a minute,” she says, following me down the hall. “I’ve got one more thing.” She pulls a shoebox from her giant tote bag. “I should have given these to you the other day before your big show, but they just came in the mail this morning.”

I lay my tux on the bed and open the box to find bright-red patent leather heels. “Oh my God, how did you find these in my size?” The heel isn’t too tall, and it’s thick, so I think I might actually be able to walk in these. Tonight!