“You can do this,” Cora told Reesa on the night of the Phoenix Ball.

Reesa looked at her new friend doubtfully. The past three days had seen her leave her comfort zone three times.

First, she’d humored an exacting stylist by trying on a dozen outfits. Then, she’d had her hair and makeup done by Phebe, whose glee at their ability to share products knew no bounds. And finally, she’d agreed to try making headway with Lorenzo.

“Remember, ...