Thursday came, and you remembered Claire was going to need a dress as well if she was going to come. You emailed Pepper asking where you two should go to get her an affordable one, but still elegant enough for the event, since Claire was planning a wedding and needed to be able to still afford a wedding gown at the end of all this.
Pepper was nice enough to offer to pay for both of your dresses saying, "It's on Tony since he waited until last minute to invite you." You laughed about it, but told her that that wasn't necessary and that you already had a dress. She insisted that she at least bought Claire's, and after a little back and forth of, "Don't worry about it," and "Really, it's what I want to do," between her, Claire and you, she sent you money for Claire's dress.
Claire was like you and felt bad for taking the money, but was grateful nonetheless and accepted it. That evening after work, you both went dress shopping and surprisingly found a dress for her that wasn't like all the basic prom dresses that you had found the couple of days before.
There were a few things that she wanted to tailor to help it fit the more fairytale theme, so you set up a date to meet at your house and design your dresses together. You only needed a few more modifications and were done pretty soon. You spent the rest of your time helping her add a bit of "Claire Flare" to her own dress.
Friday came faster than you expected, and the nerves were starting to build when Claire came to your house to get ready with you.
"I'm going to cinch this up a little at the waist for me before I get dressed," Claire said holding the middle of her dress as she inspected it.
"Ok, I'm going to get started on my hair since you're done with yours, and then I'll come check on you when I'm done," you smiled as you added the last bit of your makeup.
"Sounds good. I'll be at the kitchen table sewing," she smiled throwing her dress over her arm and walking past you on the stairs.
You got upstairs and looked in the mirror at yourself.
"Makeup is done. Now hair..." you said thinking through what you wanted to do. "Let's try something different today. I always do the Hollywood curls, so maybe something tighter?" you asked yourself as you dug through your drawers to find a curling iron. "Something new it is," you grinned as you found what you were looking for, and plugged in the iron.
After about an hour of doing your hair, you ruffled it out to give it a slight tousled look, and not so tight. You pulled it back in a center ponytail and started pulling on pieces on the top to create more volume, and then pulled curls out to frame your face. You brought your bangs down a little more to help with the framing.
You very rarely wear your hair up, so this was definitely something new. You gave yourself a once over to make sure your makeup was still where you wanted it and hair was pulled how you meant for it to be.
You smiled looking in the mirror proud of your hair and makeup(eyes a little more cherry red) job that worked perfect with your dress.
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Used to Be Overlooked
FanfictionSteve Rogers was walking down the streets of Brooklyn after finishing a mission. The goal was just to take some time to clear his mind along the city streets, but when he runs into a gorgeous young lady that looks extremely familiar... How can he go...