Camming Down the Rabbit Hole Ch. 12

Finally the big reveal. My chair was turned and my eyes adjusted to the bright lights surrounding the mirror. “Oh My God!” I exclaimed. I always thought I did a pretty reasonable job of my own makeup, but this along with the hair, my false lashes and everything else was on another level. It was perhaps a bit much for a lunchtime stroll down the high-street, but looking like this on a night out would see me the centre of attention.

Ellie was visibly swooning, her hands clasped to her chest, the other girls who had worked on me all congratulated my results, their expertise had really taken me to another level, if this really was a last ditch do or die effort, then there was no more I could do. I looked perfect.

It took me a good while to stop looking at my reflection, the girl looking back at me was so far from the person I was not too many months ago, those undeniable male physical traits in my face professionally softened and made to look less obvious in a way that I’d never achieved before. I was a little sad that I might not look like this again, but at the same time I knew I was giving it my all for this all important performance.

Ellie hugged me from behind, beaming at the salons handywork, and whispering entirely inappropriate things into my ear. I could feel myself swell and berated her for triggering me so easily, standing, she moved round to face me and we embraced, still looking in the mirror over her shoulder I felt my eyes tear up. As I sniffed Ellie pulled back and immediately dabbed my eyes to prevent me ruining my makeup.

“You look perfect” she smiled and I had to hold my breath to stop the tears flowing, “I don’t know what to say, it’s all just too much, I …” and I promptly burst out crying, so much has been building up to now, the pressure of the journey and the significance of the decision I had yet to make came pouring out of me.

I blabbed and bawled for maybe 5 minutes, Ellie trying to console me, the girls in the salon fretting that I was undoing all their work, and eventually I gathered myself enough to stop. I’d made a complete mess of my face, and they were less than impressed with me. I began to apologise profusely but could feel myself star to go again. Calming down and sitting back in the chair, they reworked the areas I’d ruined and not long after I looked great again bar the now slightly red and puffy eyes.