Andrea has her makeup done

“...get your makeup on!”

Andrew scowled.

“Oh, come on,” Donna said with a smile. We’re in the home stretch! You’ve been a great client and we do hope you come back to see us. If you’d like, you can make your next appointment in your way out.”

Barbie smiled at Andrew and said, “I put the voucher for the bikini wax in the dressing room with your clothes. Now let’s get you ready!”

Sulking, but knowing at this point he was almost out of this madhouse, he let Barbie lead him over to get another salon chair. Still in his short robe, he sat down and crossed his legs. Barbie put another pink cape around his neck as he squirmed a little. She turned the chair away from the mirror so Andrew could no longer see himself.

“Now hold still and do as I tell you,”. Barbie said.

She started with some concealer, dabbing it on all over his “problem areas” and then blending it in. She brushed some loose powder over his face, then started covering his face with foundation. Next, she “contoured” his face. Barbie seed intent on describing and teaching Andrew about how she was doing his makeup. He didn’t care.

“Look up, Andrea,” and she began lining his eyes. He tried not to blink as Barbie smeared the liner to give him a smoky eye look.

Eyeshadow was next, with lots of blending. Andrew wasn’t sure how many colors she used. Barbie kept taking a few steps back, looking thoughtfully at him, and then turning his face side to side before brushing more eyeshadow on.

She then glued false lashes on him. That was annoying to Andrew. What was worse was her applying several coats of mascara and then coming at him with a lash curler. It seemed like he had eyelashes that went on for miles, always in his vision. He found it unsettling.

Blush was next, as Barbie made him suck in his cheeks. She blended it for what seemed like ages.

She lined his lips, then stained them. “It’s kissproof, so don’t worry about your date,” she said with a grin. She smeared some lipgloss on next, and he felt it tingle. He raised a manicured hand to his mouth, burn barbie swatted it away.

“Lip plumping gloss,” she explained. “Don’t worry, the tingles will go away shortly.”

Barbie stepped behind him and was rummaging in the drawers of the station he sat at. Andrew craned his neck to see what she was up to. “No peeking!” Barbie scolded, grabbing his face and making him look away.

“A few final touches,” Barbie said from behind. Andrew coughed a little as he was sprayed with some musky perfume. “To drive the guys crazy,” she explained.

“Now hold still,” Barbie said. Andrew felt her wipe something cold on his earlobe and before he knew it, there was a “pop” and a pinch on his earlobe. This was followed in rapid succession by two more. He cringed. She was piercing his ears. Several times.

She moved to his other ear and repeated the process.

She then came around the chair, and leaned in close, again giving Andrew a nice view of her chest. “Now, time for the unveiling...”

Barbie spun the chair around and Andrew, if he had been able to talk, would have been speechless. His reflection was that of a sexy redhead, her hair flowing gently around her shoulders. Her open mouth showed surprise. She raised a hand to touch her cheek, mirroring what Andrew did. Surely that woman wasn’t him? He stood and peered closer into the mirror.

“C’mon, Andrea,” Barbie said with a grin. “Just think how your date is going to react if you’re that in love with your new look. Let’s go see what Kristi left for you.” She removed the cape, leaving Andrew in his short nylon robe. There was nothing about the reflection that said “guy” at all.

Andrew found it difficult to look away from the mirror as Barbie led him back to the changing room.

“You can just leave the robe on the hook,” Barbie said, guiding him in and closing the door behind him.