hair, especially with the brilliant blue Lassies in my braids to accent the deep black of my hair and the glittering silver of my highlights.
“Do you like it, Mistress?” Yvette’s voice sounded uncertain.
I turned and flung my arms around her. “I love it, Yvette! It’s beautiful.”
“Why thank you, my Lady! But careful, or you’ll ruin it.” Yvette laughed.
I released her, stepping back. “What about my makeup? If you can do this with my hair, I can’t imagine what you’ll do with my makeup.”
Yvette blushed. “You shouldn’t praise me so highly, my Lady. Others are far better than I.”
“Well, I don’t care if there are others who are better. You did my hair today, and I like what you did.” I answered lightly.
I sat back down in the chair, turning it to face her. She pulled out my makeup trays.
As she applied foundation and other makeup to my face, I was silent. It took her another half hour to do it, but I knew the result would be worthwhile. And it was.
The person I looked at in the mirror wasn’t me. It was some sort of fairy-creature. Pale, glittering ice-blue eye shadow pulled out my sea-green eyes. The deep red stain Yvette had used on my lips made me look more mature. There was a slight sparkle around my eyes and under them, and the blush on my cheeks brought a rosy tint to my complexion. Yvette had finished the look with deep blue eyeliner around my eyes and dark black mascara on my lashes. Once again, she had created something amazing. She’d even painted my nails in icy-looking blue glitter so that I seemed to be made of crystals and ice. The effect was stunning.
“Now for the dress, Mistress.”
I turned to look at what she had brought out of the wardrobe. Yes, it was elegant, but it wasn’t overdone at all. It was tasteful, and yet powerful.
The silky blue material rippled like water, and the glittering diamond chips sewn into the skirt looked like ice flows on freezing water. The bodice was a masterwork of tight, form-fitting silk with a stiffened middle to pull in my stomach. The back was open, laying my shoulder blades bare, and showing my upper back half way down my lower back.
I slipped into the sleek dress, only to find I loved it even more on me. The low cut of the bodice accented my curvature and the sleek, graceful curves of my waist and hips. When I moved, the silk rippled and swayed like the flowing of a stream, and the diamonds glistened like melting ice. It was elegant on a completely new level, and it made me seem regal too.
“Yvette? I’m not this beautiful… I mean… I don’t look like me anymore. I’m not pretty. Not like this.”
“Oh, my Lady, you’ve always been a beauty. Just a bit of makeup to bring it all out for those who are too blind to see it alone and you’re a fairy.”
“Not so!” I protested.
“’Tis too.”
I shook my head in wonder. “We’d better get going now, Yvette. It’s been almost four hours now. I’m too nervous to eat, so we’ll have to find something else to do.”
“Oh, but you’re not quite done yet, Mistress! You’ve not seen the shoes.”
I turned away from the full-length mirror that I’d walked over to in order to better admire the dress. Yvette was holding a pair of ornate glass slippers. How would I walk in them? They were clear, and I figured that the heels and the shoe itself would shatter if I even stepped in them.
“Your mage-friend, Crypt, made them for your Coronation Day gift. He wanted me to give them to you. Don’t worry about breaking them, my Lady. He enchanted them. Said they should feel like air on your feet.”
I slipped the shoes on one at a time, steadying myself against Yvette. Crypt had told Yvette the truth. They did feel like walking in air. And it was amazing. The open toe allowed my skillfully painted toenails to show, and they only embellished the glittery look of the glazed nail polish on my toes.
“Come on, Yvette. We have to head over to the chapel for the
“Do you like it, Mistress?” Yvette’s voice sounded uncertain.
I turned and flung my arms around her. “I love it, Yvette! It’s beautiful.”
“Why thank you, my Lady! But careful, or you’ll ruin it.” Yvette laughed.
I released her, stepping back. “What about my makeup? If you can do this with my hair, I can’t imagine what you’ll do with my makeup.”
Yvette blushed. “You shouldn’t praise me so highly, my Lady. Others are far better than I.”
“Well, I don’t care if there are others who are better. You did my hair today, and I like what you did.” I answered lightly.
I sat back down in the chair, turning it to face her. She pulled out my makeup trays.
As she applied foundation and other makeup to my face, I was silent. It took her another half hour to do it, but I knew the result would be worthwhile. And it was.
The person I looked at in the mirror wasn’t me. It was some sort of fairy-creature. Pale, glittering ice-blue eye shadow pulled out my sea-green eyes. The deep red stain Yvette had used on my lips made me look more mature. There was a slight sparkle around my eyes and under them, and the blush on my cheeks brought a rosy tint to my complexion. Yvette had finished the look with deep blue eyeliner around my eyes and dark black mascara on my lashes. Once again, she had created something amazing. She’d even painted my nails in icy-looking blue glitter so that I seemed to be made of crystals and ice. The effect was stunning.
“Now for the dress, Mistress.”
I turned to look at what she had brought out of the wardrobe. Yes, it was elegant, but it wasn’t overdone at all. It was tasteful, and yet powerful.
The silky blue material rippled like water, and the glittering diamond chips sewn into the skirt looked like ice flows on freezing water. The bodice was a masterwork of tight, form-fitting silk with a stiffened middle to pull in my stomach. The back was open, laying my shoulder blades bare, and showing my upper back half way down my lower back.
I slipped into the sleek dress, only to find I loved it even more on me. The low cut of the bodice accented my curvature and the sleek, graceful curves of my waist and hips. When I moved, the silk rippled and swayed like the flowing of a stream, and the diamonds glistened like melting ice. It was elegant on a completely new level, and it made me seem regal too.
“Yvette? I’m not this beautiful… I mean… I don’t look like me anymore. I’m not pretty. Not like this.”
“Oh, my Lady, you’ve always been a beauty. Just a bit of makeup to bring it all out for those who are too blind to see it alone and you’re a fairy.”
“Not so!” I protested.
“’Tis too.”
I shook my head in wonder. “We’d better get going now, Yvette. It’s been almost four hours now. I’m too nervous to eat, so we’ll have to find something else to do.”
“Oh, but you’re not quite done yet, Mistress! You’ve not seen the shoes.”
I turned away from the full-length mirror that I’d walked over to in order to better admire the dress. Yvette was holding a pair of ornate glass slippers. How would I walk in them? They were clear, and I figured that the heels and the shoe itself would shatter if I even stepped in them.
“Your mage-friend, Crypt, made them for your Coronation Day gift. He wanted me to give them to you. Don’t worry about breaking them, my Lady. He enchanted them. Said they should feel like air on your feet.”
I slipped the shoes on one at a time, steadying myself against Yvette. Crypt had told Yvette the truth. They did feel like walking in air. And it was amazing. The open toe allowed my skillfully painted toenails to show, and they only embellished the glittery look of the glazed nail polish on my toes.
“Come on, Yvette. We have to head over to the chapel for the
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