At 5 PM sharp there is a knock on the door, and I go to open it. "Hello darling, I'm Margarette, and this is my assistant Antonio. Where can we set up?".
"Hi Ms. Margarette, thank you for coming, you can set up over there" I say then point to the living room. They both walk inside and head towards the living room area. Antonio pushes a rack full of dresses and shoes inside then he goes back outside three more times for more supplies. I'm only one person did they need all this stuff to help me get dressed for a birthday party? I think to myself. All this fussing does nothing for my anxiety.
Margarette started by taking my measurements, then she sits me in a chair and says, "first we'll choose the dresses you like, then hair, makeup and then we get dressed. Did you shower already darling?".
"No, I didn't, I mean I did when I got out of bed, but I was going to shower after all of this" I ramble.
"No darling, you shower now and then we do hair and makeup" Margarette says then nudges me to go to the bathroom.
As I was leaving the room, Tom comes out of his room and says "mom, may I have M&Ms, please?" All two pairs of judgy eyes turn to look at me.
"Yes, sweetie but only a hand full, ok?" I respond, ignoring Antonio's and Margarette's stares.
"Yes mom" Tom responds and turns to go to the kitchen.
I turn around to look at Antonio and Margarette saying "so umm, yeah, I'll be back in 20 minutes." Then I turn and walk out the room.
I'm done with my shower and walk back in the living room for my "drastic makeover" session. Antonio pulls the chair and I sit down and starts to do my hair. In the short time I took to have my shower he has set up a full salon in the living room.
"You have great hair Taylor; you could be a hair model" Antonio says as he blows dry my hair. Then he says "your dye job was expertly done, if it weren't for a slight fade in the middle, I wouldn't have noticed. What color were you before?"
Before I had a chance to answer Margarette came in and save me "Ms. Cambridge, let me see your nails hon". She looks over her glasses at my nails and continues "hmm, let's do something classier and more elegant with the nails. Like a nice French look" then she walks away.
"Do you have, a preferred way to wear your hair tonight" Anthony asks while applying hair products in my tresses.
"No, I thought I would leave that to the professionals" I respond.
"I have a catalogue you can look at to see what you like" he says, and I respond
"No, I trust your judgement" I respond.
"Fantastic, when I'm done, you'll be the bell of the ball" he says in in a flamboyant tone.
When he was done my hair was in a low messy bun and my makeup was natural and flawless. "You have beautiful skin, Taylor, Mr. Draccon is a lucky man" Antonio says, and I smile at his kindness.
"Let's choose a dress" he says. Margarette has been busy making alterations to the dresses she told me to choose. I was good with picking just one, they all were so beautiful, but Margarette insisted I choose at least three.
In the end I chose a rosewood ball gown, with an elegant embroidered sheer bodice thigh high slit, and a v- neckline line in the back. Margaret helped me to get into the dress, then I looked in the mirror and I didn't recognize myself.
Margarette stood behind me watching me through the mirror and says "you are a designer's dream you look absolutely beautiful, and the dress fits so well. The Moon Goddess has been generous to the alpha" then she smiles, clasp her hands while looking me up and down.
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The Luna Legacy - Genesis
WerewolfHarvard Law student McKenzie Rosinsky ran away from home taking her little sister and their nephew. In a desperate attempt to save her nephew from growing up with his abusive drug dealing Father Giorgio, they take on new identities and move to the s...
