They nodded at their acquaintances in the styling room and followed the manager upstairs, where two makeup artists were waiting with their array of tools.
“Ooh, I have just the right shade of lipstick for that dress!” the artist assigned to Zarelle circled her, admired the dress, then whipped out a tube of lipstick labeled “L’Oréal Paris Reds of Worth Satin.”
Seated next to Zarelle, Elsa closed her eyes as her makeup artist applied white eyeliner lined with pearls. But she drew the line at pink eyeshadow, insisting that it would clash with her silver dress.
The professional makeup artists took great pride in their work and paid attention to every little detail. Which meant Zarelle and Elsa were still in their chairs after more than an hour.
The transformation process was meti
