As I finally catch a glimpse of myself, after Elena is through with me, I can barely believe my eyes. My hair is woven in all sorts of braids, that are loosely connected at the back of my head. From there, my silky curls are falling down to my waist flawlessly.
She didn’t do anything to my face, but enhance my natural features, for which I am really grateful. She couldn’t go without drawing a black line at the bottom of my eyelids, but I don’t blame her. It looks good, especially with my lips coloured a shade darker, than usually.
The dress she put up is a whole other thing. At first, I was sceptic about letting her cut it apart, but she upgraded it to another level. It was quite more revealing than before, but she made it look amazing on me.
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