My eyes skimmed through the dozens of dresses perfectly laid out infront of me. The majority of the ones the women suggested being too slutty for a formal event. I wouldn't blame her, In her eyes I was a young girl searching for a dress. But she didn't know what for.
"Did you find anything that you like?" The young woman asked, observing my face for any kind of interest I might be showing towards a specific piece.
"Um, No. But thank you for your time." I said polietly as I bowed and walked out.
I walked into another store, hoping to find a solution to my dilemma.
My fingers slid accross the dresses hung up, feeling the different materials against my skin. Until my eyes landed on the perfect one. Simple but stunning. The thought of it being revealing crossed my mind, However, I still wanted it.
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Sliding my money across the counter, the old woman shot me a curious look and quickly tossed it in the bag and handed it to me. As if the first thing she concluded was that I had something scandelous in mind.
"For your man?" She asked raising her eyebrowes.
"Oh my, No no. It's for something else." I said laughing it off casually as I speed walked out the exit walking straight into the parking lot.
By the time I reach home, I look down at my phone. 6pm. I quickly got into the shower and scrubbed my body clean, shampooing and conditioning my hair and brushing my teeth in the process. Carefully sliding the razor up and down my legs, I rinse off and tie a robe around my body and wrap a towel around my damp hair.
I lay the dress on the bed along with a pair of shoes I already have. I sit down on the vanity stool and began my makeup.
I pat a thin layer of moistureizer into my skin, followed by primer. My eyes traced my face as I applied a thin layer of foundation onto my skin. I didn't want to do anything too heavy, just enhancing my natural features was the way to go.
I dotted a bit of concealer on slightly darker areas and blushed my face.
I applied a decent amount of mascara to illumate my long lashes, giving them a lush, feathered appearance, I added a thin coat of winged eyeliner and lip tint.
My hands went up to undo the tight towel wrapped around my hair, as I unwrapped it, my long locks tumbled out, falling around my face.
I heated up a large curling wand and loosely wrapped my locks onto it, creating soft beachy waves that laid down my back, simply what I always wore, other than a ponytail.
My robe dropped to the floor as I slid on the dress.
Finally, after tossing on a pair of heels, I glanced at myself in the mirror. The dress made my waist small and cute, as it complimented the curves of my body. My skin was fairer than the model who was showing off the dress back at the store, To add to my overall skin, I highlighted my collar bone and shoulders, giving them a subtle glow.
