doubtful.
She smiled, "Yes we will! Like I said, you will be amazed!"
When we got to her room, I couldn't believe the sight. All of her mirrors and windows were covered with heavy paper. "You really don't want me to see myself before you're finished, do you?"
"That's right!" she said. "You won't be able to capture a reflection of yourself until I show you what you look like in a full length mirror."
She started by taking me into the bathroom (the mirrors were covered there too, of course) and she washed my hair in the sink.
"You know, I did take a shower this morning," I said.
"Trust me, this shampoo and conditioner will make your hair awesome! You're going to beg me to take some home."
I sighed and hoped that she wouldn't be too disappointed when she saw that I wasn't going to look as beautiful as she had hoped.
When she had taken what felt like a half an hour on washing and conditioning my hair, she pulled out the strangest shaped contraption that I'd ever seen and started drying my hair.
While it was still damp, she put in a wide array of different sized curlers all over my head. It was a very unusual feeling. Then she sprayed something all over my hair that smelled like honey and flowers all over my hair and covered it all with some kind of bag thing.
"I'm not sure what to think of all of this," I told her truthfully.
"Just wait, just wait," she reassured me.
We moved back to her bedroom, where she put some funny smelling liquid on a cotton ball and rubbed it all over my face. Once that dried, she applied layer after layer of lotions on my face. It seemed to me that she must have used a lotion of every color in the rainbow.
Once that was done, we went to the kitchen and had some lunch. I was very glad that Steve and Cliff were not there. I felt like I looked completely crazy--not that I would know of course, since all of the mirrors were covered.
Then we were back up to her room where she gave me a manicure and pedicure. She started with cleaning and massaging my fingers and toes and it felt amazing.
"Is this why so many people get manicures and pedicures?" I asked.
"It's fabulous, isn't it?" she asked, smiling.
"It definitely is! I'm going to have to start getting these on a regular basis."
She just smiled and continued with my royal treatment. When she was finished, I couldn't stop staring at my nails, each and everyone was a work of art. They were all very similar, but each one was slightly different.
I was beginning to feel like a work of art myself...and I was starting to like it!
After my nails had set, she started on my hair. She took off the bag and tested the level of my hair's dryness, which met her approval, so she slowly removed the mass of curlers. She bustled around pulling this curl, pinning that one, spraying another.
It seemed to take an hour, and I had a challenging time keeping my head still. She kept tilting it back to the correct angle.
Once she was done, she used about an entire bottle of hair spray and I guessed it would take several washings to get all of that out.
After that, she let me stretch and walk around before she got to work on my makeup.
"With all of this work that you're doing, I'm sure that I will definitely look better than normal," I had to admit. "But I'm still not convinced that I'm going to look beautiful."
"Alexis, even without the makeup or the dress you look simply amazing. I can't wait for you to see the finished product!"
"I am curious!" I said with a smile.
"Sit down and let's get going on the makeup. We're almost done! Can you believe it?"
"No, this has been quite the marathon!"
Just as she was finishing up my makeup, there was a knock on her door. " Don't come in!" she shouted.
"Just seeing if you guys are almost done," Steve's voice came from the other side of the door. "Cliff is almost done getting ready."
"We're not ready!" Brooke hollered. "Just wait downstairs and I'll announce it before we go down the stairs."
"Okay!" Steve called
She smiled, "Yes we will! Like I said, you will be amazed!"
When we got to her room, I couldn't believe the sight. All of her mirrors and windows were covered with heavy paper. "You really don't want me to see myself before you're finished, do you?"
"That's right!" she said. "You won't be able to capture a reflection of yourself until I show you what you look like in a full length mirror."
She started by taking me into the bathroom (the mirrors were covered there too, of course) and she washed my hair in the sink.
"You know, I did take a shower this morning," I said.
"Trust me, this shampoo and conditioner will make your hair awesome! You're going to beg me to take some home."
I sighed and hoped that she wouldn't be too disappointed when she saw that I wasn't going to look as beautiful as she had hoped.
When she had taken what felt like a half an hour on washing and conditioning my hair, she pulled out the strangest shaped contraption that I'd ever seen and started drying my hair.
While it was still damp, she put in a wide array of different sized curlers all over my head. It was a very unusual feeling. Then she sprayed something all over my hair that smelled like honey and flowers all over my hair and covered it all with some kind of bag thing.
"I'm not sure what to think of all of this," I told her truthfully.
"Just wait, just wait," she reassured me.
We moved back to her bedroom, where she put some funny smelling liquid on a cotton ball and rubbed it all over my face. Once that dried, she applied layer after layer of lotions on my face. It seemed to me that she must have used a lotion of every color in the rainbow.
Once that was done, we went to the kitchen and had some lunch. I was very glad that Steve and Cliff were not there. I felt like I looked completely crazy--not that I would know of course, since all of the mirrors were covered.
Then we were back up to her room where she gave me a manicure and pedicure. She started with cleaning and massaging my fingers and toes and it felt amazing.
"Is this why so many people get manicures and pedicures?" I asked.
"It's fabulous, isn't it?" she asked, smiling.
"It definitely is! I'm going to have to start getting these on a regular basis."
She just smiled and continued with my royal treatment. When she was finished, I couldn't stop staring at my nails, each and everyone was a work of art. They were all very similar, but each one was slightly different.
I was beginning to feel like a work of art myself...and I was starting to like it!
After my nails had set, she started on my hair. She took off the bag and tested the level of my hair's dryness, which met her approval, so she slowly removed the mass of curlers. She bustled around pulling this curl, pinning that one, spraying another.
It seemed to take an hour, and I had a challenging time keeping my head still. She kept tilting it back to the correct angle.
Once she was done, she used about an entire bottle of hair spray and I guessed it would take several washings to get all of that out.
After that, she let me stretch and walk around before she got to work on my makeup.
"With all of this work that you're doing, I'm sure that I will definitely look better than normal," I had to admit. "But I'm still not convinced that I'm going to look beautiful."
"Alexis, even without the makeup or the dress you look simply amazing. I can't wait for you to see the finished product!"
"I am curious!" I said with a smile.
"Sit down and let's get going on the makeup. We're almost done! Can you believe it?"
"No, this has been quite the marathon!"
Just as she was finishing up my makeup, there was a knock on her door. " Don't come in!" she shouted.
"Just seeing if you guys are almost done," Steve's voice came from the other side of the door. "Cliff is almost done getting ready."
"We're not ready!" Brooke hollered. "Just wait downstairs and I'll announce it before we go down the stairs."
"Okay!" Steve called
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