Chapter 8

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Maddie’s stomach was in knots, her heart flipping and diving like a trout as she fidgeted in her dressing room chair.  After two hours of hair and makeup, she had slowly seen her physical appearance transform before her eyes, from ordinary high school junior into something far more glamorous and sexy. 

When Maddie, her mom, and her sister had arrived at the photo studio a couple hours ago, an assistant had greeted them all and sent Maddie straight to hair and makeup where a team of half of a dozen professionals had worked tirelessly on her.

Maddie was wearing more hair spray right now than she’d ever used before in the entire course of her life.  The hairstylist had loved her hair.  “So lovely, so thick,” he kept mumbling as he clipped in numerous hair extensions.  Now her hair looked voluminous and impossibly glossy, with shiny curls sprinkled all over her shoulders and back.  This was bombshell hair.

Maddie gazed in amazement at her reflection in the mirror.  Her skin looked shimmery and golden, as if she were glowing.  Her face was expertly highlighted and contoured to create an illusion of slimmer and more defined features. 

Her body had been rubbed with glistening lotion.  The makeup artist had also shown her a couple tricks, like if you blend shimmer in a line down only the center of your legs, it makes them look longer and thinner.  A spray tanner had also contoured Maddie’s stomach to make her abs look way more defined than they actually were.  She marveled at herself in the mirror, sucking in her tummy and thinking, Wow, I wish I could get airbrushed every day!

Her brown eyes were rimmed with false lashes and a thick coating of black mascara.  Maddie had always secretly wanted blue or green eyes, but even she had to admit her eyes looked pretty right now.  The golden makeup made the brown sparkle with little flecks of yellowy-gold.

There was also a woman on set whose only job was just to do eyebrows.  This was the first time Maddie had ever had her eyebrows professionally done.  Her brows now had more of a defined arch to them, and the hairs had been darkened with a soft brown powder.  She was amazed at the difference it made!  Her eyebrows completely framed her face and seemed to create new angles that hadn’t been there before. 

For some reason, all the beauty professionals had thought Cassidy was a perfect little doll instead of the evil troublemaker she really was.  The makeup artist had given a delighted Cassidy a tiny bit of makeup, just a little blush and some lipgloss.  She had also gotten her hair done like their mother had wanted.  The seven-year-old’s locks now hung around her face in bouncy curls, and she even had a red ribbon tied in a bow around her head. 

Finally, the long build up was over, and Maddie stood in front of the mirror awkwardly in her bra and panties. 

I’m not sure I can do this…

Despite the completely phenomenal hair and makeup, Maddie felt mortified.  Regardless of what her mother had said earlier about not looking too sexy, there she stood wearing nothing but a bra and underwear.  She wondered what her mom would say when she saw her. 

The bra was a turquoise blue padded push-up with hot pink hearts over each of the cups.  Maddie had always thought she was only a B cup, but when they measured her properly, they had fit her into a 36C!  And because it was a push-up, it made her boobs look even bigger.  Maddie’s underwear was pretty equally revealing.   They put her in a pair of bikini briefs, turquoise like the bra, with a big pink heart on her butt. She was just relieved they hadn’t made her wear a thong.

It was hard not to be completely embarrassed of her body.  Maddie didn’t even get into a bikini at pool parties.  While the other girls would swarm around like butterflies in their brightly colored two-pieces, Maddie wouldn’t swim.  She would just stay in her clothes and sit on the sides, munching on food and talking.  On rare occasions, she’d swim, but only wearing a big t-shirt over her plain black one-piece.

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