CALISTA'S P. O. V
My meeting will begin in ten minutes.
I donned a beautiful dress I bought in New York—soft ivory, with a V neckline and tiny spaghetti straps paired with off-shoulder sleeves made from light fabric that billowed gently.
The skirt flared slightly from my waist and stopped some inches above my knee. It was elegant, feminine, and airy, exactly what I needed.
Lilian styled my hair in an elegant updo, and her makeup skills.... Chef kiss.
With my ivory dress, my eyelids brushed with soft gold, and nude lipstick, I looked every bit like the sassy woman I envisioned.
I had also swapped out my previous perfume for a more bold fragrance, blackcurrant laced with deep rose. Soft, but sharp.
“I feel different,” I said to Lilian with a smile on my face. She mirrored my expre
