Bethany POV
The outfit they gave me to wear was ridiculous. There is no way I would have chosen to wear anything close to it. The color needs to be corrected for my completion, and the dress drags on the floor like it was made for a person a lot taller than me. Kitty knew what she was doing when she gave it to me to wear. I felt hideous in it, and the hat made my head itch, the makeup was overdone, I felt like I looked like a clown, and I wanted to scream, 'Who is that woman in the mirror?' when I stopped to look at myself, I twisted and turned to get a full look at it. No matter what way I turned, it did nothing for me or my figure.
I was fighting and not giggling when I was on the gurney being taken to the ambulance bay. Hiding like that seemed to me so overboard. I was not in trouble
