After I had a shower, I got dressed in my nightgown and brushed and styled my long blonde hair. I sat in front of the vanity and applied my makeup the way Pearl had shown me.
I opted for subtle colors because I didn’t want to stand out too much, and I avoided bold shades that screamed “look at me.” That wasn’t my style at all. Instead, I chose neutral colors that complemented my skin tone.
Next, I walked over to the wardrobe and slipped into a champagne-colored satin dress that fell straight to the floor. The dress had a slit up my left leg to my thigh and loose chiffon off-the-shoulder straps. It featured a slight train that extended about a foot behind me, and the bodice hugged my breasts and waist perfectly.
I stood in front of the mirror, barely recognizing the person looking back
