'It's not right' seemed like a rather harsh criticism to Ophelia, particularly for an unobtrusive spell that was hurting exactly no one. She frowned at the boy, then glanced back at the ball gown in the window. "It's an easy spell, I think," she said with a noncommittal shrug. She had never performed it, but one of her schoolmates at the Pendergast School for Young Roses had had a similar enchantment on a mirror they owned, which allowed them to go through every outfit in their closet without actually trying them on. Ophelia had never tried to replicate it because she found such indecisiveness tedious; she always knew exactly what she wanted to wear at least a full day before any event, and often much farther in advance.
"It's just advertising," she explained. "Anything to get someone to stop and look at their dresses. It made you stop," she pointed out.
"It's just advertising," she explained. "Anything to get someone to stop and look at their dresses. It made you stop," she pointed out.