Bouffant

Taking a seat in the chair, Minnie calmed her emotions.

Watching the stylist approach, she looked to be a kind woman. Or at least, the trainer assumed that she was. Would be weird if she somehow wasn't.

"Just relax, dear." the stylist announced as she took her place behind the chair. Setting her tools down in front of Minnie, a tiny twinge of fear echoed about her mind. "I know that this might feel scary, but it very much isn't."

Minnie nodded, watching a cape get wrapped around her.

"Now close your eyes." the stylist cooed and Minnie did just that. Doing her best to not peak, that was easier said than done. Especially as a mix of heat and chemicals assaulted her on all sides.

"So this is what Mabelle and Carol have done..." Minnie thought, euphoric feelings echoing about her mind. Letting them echo about, they served to reinforce her decision.

"You can open your eyes now." the stylist cooed and Minnie's eyes fluttered open. Staring into the mirror, she was met with a bluish gray bouffant. Very much a retro style, it was everything she wanted. Though, it did leave the door open to make herself even older. Perhaps an evening pretend to be someone's aunt was in order.

For now, Minnie shoved that thought back. Feeling the cape be removed, she carefully stood up from the chair.

"Thank you, ma'am." she cooed, just catching the right tone expected of a lady. In turn, the stylist smiled back.

Thankfully, it was a rather short walk to the counter. Carol was waiting there, now with Mabelle in tow. Meeting Minnie's gaze, smiles hung proudly to their faces.

"Doesn't she look perfect, Carol?" Mabelle cooed and Carol nodded. Watching Minnie's cheeks turn, it took everything in both aunt's power to break into laughter. Even as Carol walked up to the reception desk. Pulling out a card, she handed it over and paid for Minnie's styling.

"I think I'm ready to go home, aunties." Minnie cooed and caught a nod from both of them.