Recap:
After an hour I was forced into a tight-fitting red gown that flowed to the bottom with flowery patterns below the waist. At least it didn't make my boobs seem like they were trying to jump out. They made sure my hair was curled and flowed down to my waist. Silver accessories tainted my neck, ears and hands. I couldn't even talk them out of the heels because of the slit by the sides of the dress. Don't get me started on the makeup.
"Turn around." Mali, the helper who had scolded me in the beginning said. Once she had her fill, her entire face changed, even her aura, she glowed bright pink. Finally, a smile slowly came out and a tear fell.
"Perfect."
