My hair was curled and pulled back into a posh wavy pony tail. Curly strands hung down my cheeks to give my style a hint of scruffiness. I had false eyelashes on that looked fairly natural and my make up was perfectly decorated on my face. I had to admit, I looked pretty good. I stepped into my long, red dress that fell straight down to the floor. The material was silky and parted from the slit on my right leg. The top of it was a little more exciting from the tiny diamanté’s that ran in a straight line under my breasts. The fabric dipped down to show off a little cleavage. It was strapless and looked extremely glamorous. I felt so feminine and grown up. I sat on my bed and fastened the small buckle on my matching heels and then stood up to take one last look in the mirror.
“Okay, I can
