Post by Tara Miller on Apr 15, 2015 17:42:23 GMT -5
NOW THAT I HAVE CAPTURED YOUR ATTENTION
Tara glanced in the mirror once more before walking into her bedroom. Her hair was still wrapped up in the towel from where she'd just showered, and she let it down with a shake. She moved across the room to her dresser, and reached for the scrunching gel and took a generous amount. She flipped her head down until her hair fell over her face and she was looking at her feet, and set to work. Five minutes she stood there, scrunching the gel into her hair until she had a nice curls in place. Not curling iron type curls, no, but nice natural-ish looking curls. She flipped her hair back up and glanced in the mirror and shrugged. "That'll do I suppose."
Then she set to work on her make up. She didn't want to go all out, just keep it neutral. She worked towards a smokey type eye shadow with dark brown right around her eyes and then black eye liner and mascera....keep it simple. Then a little foundation, blush, and a pink-ish shade of lip gloss and she was done. She made a kissy face at the mirror and turned to her closet.
The dress that Peeta had bought for her hung on the closet door. If she was honest with herself, she really was terrified to wear it. She'd never worn such an expensive....well, anything, in her entire life. But she crossed the room and reached up, pulling it down from the hanger. Peeta had requested that she wear it, and what kind of girl would she be if she went against his wishes? So she put it on, and looked into the mirror. She had to admit, it did look pretty good on her.
A quick glance at the clock on the wall told her that Peeta would be here soon and she smiled. She wasn't running late in any sense of the word. All she had left was her shoes, which was a no brainer. She crossed once more to her closet and pulled out a pair of nude heels, black would just be too fancy with the dress, and slipped them on easily...hoping not for the first time that she wouldn't end up being a clumsy girl and fall on her face walking down the stairs. Once the shoes were secured she took a seat on her bed and let out a sigh. Now all she could do was wait for his arrival. She was nervous.
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