It was now January 1, 2017. The year his presidency would begin. There was only nineteen more days until the special day called inauguration. It was time to pick up my dress from the shoppe downtown. Mr. DeMarco was so excited to have us come in.
We left the house at a quarter until ten. We walked out the door, surrounded by the Secret Servicemen, and of course there were cameras all over the place. We climbed into our respective vehicles and headed off the the dress shoppe.
The drive was not long, around thirty minutes. We called in advance to let Mr. DeMarco know what we were coming. He had closed the store just for us.
When we arrived, we were met with more cameras. I put of my sunglasses so that I could hid as much as possible while being surrounded by the Secret Service. This was still a factor that I would have to get used to.
We were ushered in to the dress shoppe & making no haste. Once inside, two of the Secret Servicemen guarded the doors. The block of men stepped back to reveal me to the room, and there in front of me was Mr. DeMarco.
"Hello! Miss Kimberly! I'm so glad you came!!"
"Thank you for having me! Do you have all my pieces ready?"
"Yes! They are all upstairs in the private rooms. Follow me & we will get you in them!"
We all followed Mr. DeMarco into the private elevator that would take us up to the third floor. Me, Mr. DeMarco, daddy, & five other men were packed in tight. When we reached the third floor, the men searched the room & went back down to the second & first floor.
The room was set up so beautifully. The artists in me was evaluating all the fabrics & other fancy textiles in the room. There was a long catwalk in front of a large three sided mirror. There was a door on either side. There were couches in front of the walk that were equipped with silk pillows & a fur rug in front. The entire room was outfitted in the following colors
: white, taupe, brown, black, tan, pastel pink, & various off white shades. Everything was set up in the style that I adore; it is what I call "organized clutter."
"Take a seat Mr. Kimberly, I mean Mr. President," Mr. DeMarco said while simultaneously correcting himself.
"It's Jack, for now," daddy chuckled with a smile as he sat down. He does this weird thing where he sits in the middle of the couch I don't know why. He just does.
"Miss Kimberly," Mr. DeMarco said while his two assistance came out of the room, "These are my two assistants, Nancy & Shelly. They will help you."
"Thank you," I said with a smile.
"Hello dear! It's nice to meet you," said Nancy!
"Come with us so were can help you with your outfits!"
I went into the back with the two of them while daddy struck up a conversation with Mr. DeMarco. I went through the door to the right of the mirror. The back room matched the color scheme of the main room. Everything matched down to the wallpaper & accent chairs. There was another large three-sided mirror in the middle of the room, followed by two matching chairs; one on either side. One the other side of the room, there were three dressing rooms. I was guided into the one in the middle."Step in here & we will hand over each outfit once you're ready," said Nancy as she opened the large dressing room door.
Shelly handed me a large, white garment bag with the name of the dress shoppe on it. The bag was labeled as "Outfit No. 1." I could feel the weight of the outfit as I took it from Shelly by grabbing it by the hanger. She also handed me a small, cylindrical hat box that also prompted the shoppe's name. I hung up the garment bag on one of three hooks that were in the room & put the hat box on the chair that was also in the dressing room. After setting down my new treasures, Nancy gave me a shoe box that was also quite heavy.
"If you need any assistance let us know," said Nancy as I closed the dressing room door.
The room was quite large. It could comfortable hold around five people. I unzipped the garment to see the beautiful blue fabric beginning to peep through. I removed the piece from the bag & placed the outfit over the bag on the same hook. I then opened the hot box to find a small circle of the same blue. I opened the shoe box at my feet to find an adorable pair of black, point-toe boots made out of velvet & adorned with fur at the top. I quickly undressed in excitement to try on my new clothes. This was the first real outfit that America would see me in. This was a very important day in history & I wanted to look as beautiful as possible, both say & night. I first unbuttoned the coat & removed it off the hanger; I placed it on another one of the hooks on the wall. I then removed the skirt from the hanger and slid it on; a perfect fit from three inches above my waistline down to the middle of my knees. Next the top. I removed it from the hanger, & slid it on over my head; another perfect fit. Both pieces were a thick material; the only way I can describe it is, "it's felt & it's not felt." each piece was lined with a thin piece of silk. The skirt had an bow on my right hip that perfectly peaked out from behind the top. The top stopped above my elbows & had beautiful panel work in the front. Now for the shoes. I wore a size ten in women's shoes; this was apparently Jackie's shoe size. What a coincidence. I started with my left shoe & then repeated with the right; unzip the boot, then onto each stocking-covered foot, & then zipped it up. Yet again, another perfect fit. These were officially my new favorite shoes. Then for the hat. I picked up the small pillbox from the hat box. I lined the combed up with the center of my head & adjusted it to sit exactly where I wanted it.
I opened the door of the dressing room with one hand while I held the heavy coat with the other. Nancy & Shelly's faced lit up as soon as they saw me.
"What do you think," I whispered with the biggest grin.
"Stunning, but before you go out, you need the finishing touches," Nancy piped happily while Shelly brought over a large box.
Nancy opened the box to reveal a pair of black satin gloves, a black mink muff, & the attachable sable collar. I picked up one glove at a time to adorn each arm. Then Shelly attached the brown sable collar to the top of the coat. Jackie's fur collar on her coat was removable & so was mine. Nancy then helped my into my coat while Shelly buttoned it. I then walked over to retrieve my muff to complete the outfit. I had not yet seen myself. There were no mirrors in the dressing room that I was in, only the large one in the main part.
"Do I look nice," I asked.
"Beautiful," both of them said.
Shelly led me out to the main room with Nancy following close behind. I put both hands into my muff. Shelly opened the door that led to the main room. There I saw daddy & Mr. DeMarco. Their faces lit up in awe. Daddy's jaw dropped when he saw me.
"Absolutely perfect," shouted Mr. Demarco, "have you seen yourself yet?"
"No sir!"
"Then what are you waiting for?"
I turned around until my entire reflection was visible in the mirror. My jaw dropped & my hand covered my mouth in disbelief. It was perfect.
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Caiti Takes The White House
Novela JuvenilThis is the story of 17-year-old Caiti Kimberly as she goes on her adventure to the White House after her father is elected President. This story includes a lot of references to the past and to my favorite President John F. Kennedy. I really hope yo...