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bodice.”
“Ooooo.” The accessories swooned at the swirling patterns of glittering gems.
The color theme gave Kara another idea. “Peacock feathers along the back of the neck and embroidered on the cuffs, and a violet satin mask with peacock feathers to match.”
Kara’s alterations magically appeared, until the most amazing dress she’d ever seen twirled gracefully before her eyes.
“She is a genius!” Whiffle cried. “An auteur!”
“I so have to get one of these closets at home,” Kara exclaimed, overawed.
“Shoes!” Goldie squeaked.
“How could I forget the best part?” Kara gratefully hugged the mini. “With matching purse!”
By the time she was through, she had a pair of purple satin slippers with two-inch heels, each glittering with a jeweled peacock feather.
“Amazing!” Mirabelle exclaimed. “Your fashion magic is unequaled in the Fairy Realms.”
“And on Earth.” Kara bowed.
“Come, we must bustle!” Angelo clapped his feet. “Princess, in there!” Angelo pointed his comb-teeth to the steam-filled bathroom and the large golden tub in its center. “The rest of you.” He pointed to the others. “Let’s get busy!”
The accessories quivered with excitement as they prepared Kara’s magical makeover.
Once totally scrubbed and squeaky clean, Kara sat in a fluffy pink robe at the vanity, munching on sweet fruits and flaky pastries. Skirmish dove into her hair with a wild cry and twirled among her tresses, creating gorgeous looping curls on the right side of her head. Angelo combed the left side straight until it gleamed like a sheet of gold. Comb and brush glared angrily at each other when they saw what the other had done, and started tussling.
Mirabelle flapped open, and iridescent sparkling eyeshadow soared out, dusting Kara’s lids. The eyeshadow’s opalescent shine highlighted her blue eyes perfectly.
With a bark, Puffdoggie leaped and bounced off the back of the vanity, sliding open a rear panel. Dozens of crystal lipstick tubes swirled in elegant loops, displaying colors from ice pink to deep mulberry red to glittering violet. Kara chose a shimmering shade of dusky rose that would pick up the purple of her dress and bring out the natural pink of her cheeks.
“And now for the dress.” Kara disappeared behind a vine-covered dressing screen in the corner of the room and emerged a moment later. The enchanted objects stood in awe as she examined herself in the mirror. She reached up to the curls piled high atop her head.
“No!” Skirmish cried. “I’ve been fighting tangles all my life, and I know what’s what. Don’t touch anything!”
Kara smiled, tugging free a lock at her temple. It spiraled down, gently framing her face.
“Except that!” Skirmish was beside herself. “You are a diva, my lady!”
“One final touch.” Whiffle spritzed a pink mist. A wonderful scent of jasmine enveloped Kara, with a hint of citrus to balance the sweetness.
“It’s incredible, Whiffle!” Kara exclaimed.
“I know,” the crystal atomizer sniffed. “I call it ‘Morning Pew.’”
Carefully arranging the peacock mask, Kara surveyed the final effect. The rich colors of her dress ser off her gleaming blonde hair and sparkling blue eyes.
“Hey, where’s Goldie?”
The closet door swung open, and Goldie appeared, decked out in a glittering silver and gold lame` tuxedo, complete with a feather mask.
“Perfect!” Kara squealed, clapping her hands.
Unable to control themselves, the accessories burst into a rousing cheer as Kara and Goldie pirouetted in front of the mirror.
“Da bomb!” Skirmish and Angelo cried happily, for once in absolute agreement.
Something darker than the night alighted just outside the window. Large as a horse with shimmering black wings, a giant bat creature turned bright green eyes to Kara.
“Princess, your ride is here,” Angelo announced.
Kara nodded. She was ready to go.
K ARA GRIPPED THE leather saddle as the large bat
“Ooooo.” The accessories swooned at the swirling patterns of glittering gems.
The color theme gave Kara another idea. “Peacock feathers along the back of the neck and embroidered on the cuffs, and a violet satin mask with peacock feathers to match.”
Kara’s alterations magically appeared, until the most amazing dress she’d ever seen twirled gracefully before her eyes.
“She is a genius!” Whiffle cried. “An auteur!”
“I so have to get one of these closets at home,” Kara exclaimed, overawed.
“Shoes!” Goldie squeaked.
“How could I forget the best part?” Kara gratefully hugged the mini. “With matching purse!”
By the time she was through, she had a pair of purple satin slippers with two-inch heels, each glittering with a jeweled peacock feather.
“Amazing!” Mirabelle exclaimed. “Your fashion magic is unequaled in the Fairy Realms.”
“And on Earth.” Kara bowed.
“Come, we must bustle!” Angelo clapped his feet. “Princess, in there!” Angelo pointed his comb-teeth to the steam-filled bathroom and the large golden tub in its center. “The rest of you.” He pointed to the others. “Let’s get busy!”
The accessories quivered with excitement as they prepared Kara’s magical makeover.
Once totally scrubbed and squeaky clean, Kara sat in a fluffy pink robe at the vanity, munching on sweet fruits and flaky pastries. Skirmish dove into her hair with a wild cry and twirled among her tresses, creating gorgeous looping curls on the right side of her head. Angelo combed the left side straight until it gleamed like a sheet of gold. Comb and brush glared angrily at each other when they saw what the other had done, and started tussling.
Mirabelle flapped open, and iridescent sparkling eyeshadow soared out, dusting Kara’s lids. The eyeshadow’s opalescent shine highlighted her blue eyes perfectly.
With a bark, Puffdoggie leaped and bounced off the back of the vanity, sliding open a rear panel. Dozens of crystal lipstick tubes swirled in elegant loops, displaying colors from ice pink to deep mulberry red to glittering violet. Kara chose a shimmering shade of dusky rose that would pick up the purple of her dress and bring out the natural pink of her cheeks.
“And now for the dress.” Kara disappeared behind a vine-covered dressing screen in the corner of the room and emerged a moment later. The enchanted objects stood in awe as she examined herself in the mirror. She reached up to the curls piled high atop her head.
“No!” Skirmish cried. “I’ve been fighting tangles all my life, and I know what’s what. Don’t touch anything!”
Kara smiled, tugging free a lock at her temple. It spiraled down, gently framing her face.
“Except that!” Skirmish was beside herself. “You are a diva, my lady!”
“One final touch.” Whiffle spritzed a pink mist. A wonderful scent of jasmine enveloped Kara, with a hint of citrus to balance the sweetness.
“It’s incredible, Whiffle!” Kara exclaimed.
“I know,” the crystal atomizer sniffed. “I call it ‘Morning Pew.’”
Carefully arranging the peacock mask, Kara surveyed the final effect. The rich colors of her dress ser off her gleaming blonde hair and sparkling blue eyes.
“Hey, where’s Goldie?”
The closet door swung open, and Goldie appeared, decked out in a glittering silver and gold lame` tuxedo, complete with a feather mask.
“Perfect!” Kara squealed, clapping her hands.
Unable to control themselves, the accessories burst into a rousing cheer as Kara and Goldie pirouetted in front of the mirror.
“Da bomb!” Skirmish and Angelo cried happily, for once in absolute agreement.
Something darker than the night alighted just outside the window. Large as a horse with shimmering black wings, a giant bat creature turned bright green eyes to Kara.
“Princess, your ride is here,” Angelo announced.
Kara nodded. She was ready to go.
K ARA GRIPPED THE leather saddle as the large bat
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