Vlogmas: a YouTube Christmas Special [YouTube]

Day 15

On the fifteenth day of Vlogmas, YouTube gave to me:

Get Ready With Me (Louise Pentland, Hazel Hayes [Sprinkleofglitter, ChewingSand])

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"Louise," Hazel calls from the bathroom. "D'you think red lipstick would look trashy with this dress?"

"Let me see." The blonde in question pauses, leaning away from the mirror hung on the hotel wall, makeup brush frozen in midair. Hazel's head pops out from the toilet door, and Louise examines her face for a moment. "I think it looks smashing, Hazel. What do you think?" Both ladies look at you expectantly.

You nod quickly. "It's very daring, Hazel. If anyone can pull it off, it's you."

Louise goes back to applying her makeup. "Besides, it's like I always say. The sexiest thing a woman can wear is - "

"Confidence," Hazel finishes, rolling her eyes and retreating into the bathroom.

You giggle a little, then turn back to your own makeshift mirror, the front-facing webcam on your laptop. You've just finished watching about a dozen YouTube tutorials and are now carefully attempting to fashion your hair into some kind of cute shape. It's proving harder than you anticipated, but with One Direction playing on Lou's speakers and some of the champagne Hazel had brought to bolster your spirits, you keep at it doggedly. You want to look brilliant at this party. All your YouTube friends are going to be there in their glitziest party outfits, drinking and dancing and having a grand old time, and for whatever reason, tonight you're determined to out-drink, out-dance, and out-enjoy every last one of them. You figure you've earned a night to let your hair down. Figuratively speaking, that is.

"How on God's green earth does Zoe do it?!" you mutter incredulously to no one in particular through a mouthful of bobby pins.

Louise laughs one short, staccato laugh from her side of the room. "God only knows. I've been asking myself that for years. D'you know, as her bestest chummy I have seen her at her absolute worst and still." She makes a slicing motion with both hands. "Flawless hair. I think she came out of the womb sporting a fashionably mussed ombré top knot."

You sigh wistfully. "Some people have all the luck."

"Speaking of bestest chummies," Louise segways smoothly, not even missing a stroke as she applies her eyeshadow. "Jack showed me what he's chosen to give you for Christmas, and I'm not telling, but it's absolutely fabulous and you're going to have to work really hard to outdo him." She snaps the lid on the palette with an air of importance. "Luckily for you, you're spending the next few days with the world's leading authority on all things Jack Howard, so you have an advantage."

Hazel reappears from the depths of the bathroom to fetch a hairpin. She looks stunning, of course. "Just get him another work shirt. I'm tired of seeing him wear the same one over and over in his vlogs," she puts in.

"He is a bit fond of that shirt," Louise admits, standing up to go into the toilet and put the finishing touches on her ensemble. "I keep telling him that it completely swallows him, but he won't listen."

"It's, like, soft grunge, Lou," you inform her in your best dirty-hipster impression, which mainly involves you speaking in a monotone and closing your eyes. She scoffs at you.

"It's a turn-off, is what it is." She makes her grand reappearance and does a twirl, which you and Hazel dutifully applaud, then comes to sit behind you on the bed, taking some pins from you and setting about fixing your lopsided attempt at replicating the hairdo from the videos. "You both look absolutely gorgeous. We'll be the three beautiful belles of the YouTube ball!"

"Or, at least, Instagram," concedes Hazel.

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A/N:

Just some light, friendly chatter in this one ^__^ hope you enjoyed anyways!

Happy Christmas
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