The Man Behind the Makeup

Chapter 21: Dresses and Drunk Nights

4 Months Later

Literally every single thing in here was white, except for the workers clothing and our own. Maggie, Alexia, and I are going wedding dress shopping for Mags since the wedding was going to be in about six months. Mags and Alex are actually as close as Alex and I now, so we are like the three musketeers. We are just that close and it's fucking fantastic because now we don't have to argue about what band to listen to in the car.

Andy, Oli, and Dustin went out to look for suits, since Dustin had asked Andy to be the best man. I personally was shocked since they stopped being friends after Juliet started dating Andy in high school, but after he apologized, the two went right back to being friends like nothing had ever happened. Now for Dustin and Oli, they were already pretty close since Oli and I are like best friends.

We went up to the front desk and she signed in, then a slightly older lady brought us to a couch in front small runway and three large mirrors. I felt like Alex and I were being judged by our clothing, while Mags was the normal one out of all of us. Oh well. I personally don't care, but I feel like Alex gets a bit affected by people staring like these old ladies that were in the front lobby. They're old ladies though, they judge everybody no matter what.

"Well, did you all want to go and look at dresses, then we could have Margret try them on?" I saw Mags cringe at the sound of her real name and I held back my laughter. The three of us got up and started looking around at some of the racks. It was hard for me finding something I liked for her because it was all white. Don't get me wrong, I do like white, I just prefer dark colors and I always get my white clothes dirty.

"I can't find anything." Alex had already picked out a dress and I sighed as I just pulled a random one and looked at it. It was a fitted ballgown with a lace corset and sweetheart neckline. I actually kinda liked it. Well, mission accomplished. I noticed that Mags had picked out a few and we all set our picks on the hooks outside the dressing room. Alex and I went and sat back down on the couch while we waited. "Hey, can I use your black lipstick?" She nodded and pulled it out of her purse, handing it to me along with a small pocket mirror.

"Careful, it smudges easily." I cautiously covered my lips in the black makeup and smiled at how well it went with the rest of my outfit.

"Thanks." I handed it back and she smiled, nodding her head as she put it back in her purse. I heard clicking of heels as the two of us turned to see Maggie walking out in a mermaid style lace gown that had an open back and lace sleeves. It was a beautiful gown, but it just didn't seem like her. She wasn't one to cover up her arms like that. When she looked at herself in the mirror, she burst out laughing.

"This dress is not me at all." Alex and I nodded our heads and she went back to change into a different dress.

After a couple more rejects, the one Alex picked was just strange. She giggled and shook her head as Mags tried to dance around in it. It was an extremely tight and majorly puffy tule ballgown that just completely ate her body.

"I don't know what I was thinking when I picked that out." We laughed and she got changed into the one I picked. We gasped as she walked out and walked out across the runway. She didn't turn to the mirror just yet. She wanted our opinions first. "Anna, didn't you pick this one out?" I nodded as I held back my tears. That would not be good if I started crying blood in here.

"I did. I love this dress on you, Mags." Alex agreed and dabbed under her eyes with a tissue. "Turn around, girl." She giggled and turned around.

"Holy shit." We laughed and she had a few tears run down her face. "I-I love it. I have nothing bad to say about this. It's the one." We cheered and the worker brought out a veil and some earrings that went with the dress. I clapped and wrapped an arm around Alex as she started to cry along with Maggie. Oh gosh, this is really difficult not to cry. I took a picture and made sure to send it to her. She needed to remember this moment. "I have two questions. The first one is, Annabelle." Oh snap, full name here.