"Just one more twist and yeah, here we go," Angelina said doing god knows what to my hair.
"Is it done?" I asked impatiently. I didn't like to be all dressed up and look pretty. But for my people, I had to.
"DONE!" She exclaimed before turning me round in front of the mirror. I gasped in astonishment looking at myself. I was looking beautiful. The dress was hugging my curves in all the right places and was cascaded down my hips like a waterfall. The frills and designs were increasing its beauty a hundred times. The matching silver shoes I was wearing were making me look taller. Angelina had showed her talent by twisting my hair in a beautiful updo.
I was feeling beautiful.
"I never envied brunettes this much," I heard Angelina breathing out as I chuckled at her words.
"I never liked
