Samantha looks in the bathroom mirror, she sighs seeing the hints of gray in her hair. She's getting older, has been sick of her career as an insurance agent for a while now, and is still single. Hasn't even dated anyone for several years because she's too busy with work, at least that's what she tells herself.
She considers her cousin downstairs. Diana had just graduated medical school and was getting married in a week. Maybe Samantha should have a bit of a do over. She considers how young she wants to get and can't settle on a specific age. Deciding to leave it up to a little bit of chance, she settles on a wish.
"I wish I was a year younger than the youngest person at this party."
She doesn't know how old all of the bridesmaids are, so that'll make this a bit more exciting. Samantha suddenly feels refreshed, she looks back at the mirror to see she's already much younger. 25 years old she guesses, 1 year younger than Diana.
No grey hairs mark her curly red hair any longer. Her clothes have also shifted to a green dress, far tighter and shorter than she would have dared wearing normally. She considers making another wish, but decides to wait until later. Smiling, she heads back down to help set up for the party.