But I liked how different I looked when I saw my reflection in every one of the outfits. They suit me so well.
"They suit you so well. You have a great body." One staff complimented. "Thanks." I mutter out. "You don't need to thank me. It is true." Dad also asked for some little makeup kits to be added. I was given powder in a beautiful, opal expensive looking flat compact case.
An eyeshadow palette. A eyeliner. Lipstick and lip glosses." My reluctance did not matter. Dad was hell bent on getting them for me. He paid and we left.
"Consider those your weapons for war." He says in the car. "I'm puzzled." Getting me new clothes all of a sudden. Mom is going to freak out hell when she sees these clothes.
