Hair

As you marvel at your beautiful reflection another woman comes up to you, “Time for your hair.”

You give an awkward smile, “I’ve never been so pampered in my life.”

“Don’t you get nervous, darling. This is your big day and you deserve to enjoy a bit of pampering.”

The woman began brushing your long silken hair. Her fingers felt as though they were massaging your scalp. She begins using a variety of brushes, curlers, pins, flowers, and straighteners on your hair. It feels like a great deal of work is going in to tame it all.

After what feels like an eternity she steps away. “What do you think?”

She turns you to face the mirror and you see how beautiful your hair has turned out. With the make up and the hair done you begin to forget what your actual face looks like.

“I look like an Angel...” you say to your reflection.