Closed -- Ongoing
WHO: Lulu chasing_fury, Elena suits_me
WHAT: Shopping (and at a store that sells clothes for girls, no less.)
WHERE: Lulu's favorite place(s).
WHEN: Early afternoon, Day 69
( Out of Her Element )
WHAT: Shopping (and at a store that sells clothes for girls, no less.)
WHERE: Lulu's favorite place(s).
WHEN: Early afternoon, Day 69
( Out of Her Element )
"It feels really good." She admitted sheepishly. Not something she could pull off every day...or would even want to. But right now she kept wanting to smile.
But then that smile faded. "Shoes." She looked over at Lulu before glancing around at the selection nearby. That's right, she'd need those too. Her eyes lingered on a particular pair, but then looked down. The wheels in her head were still turning though. She'd never worn heels in her life. She'd probably kill herself. But Rude towered over her...she could use the extra inches in height. Her gaze returned to the heels and turned almost defiant. "I can do this." Elena went over and claimed them before sitting down to try them on. No turning back now. Once Elena made a decision, she wouldn't back down. Actually reaching that point took awhile sometimes though.
"Hey Lulu, didn't you want to look around too?"
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"Oh, I'm looking," she teased, peering around a rack of shoes. "Make sure you walk around in those a bit to make sure they're at least moderately comfortable."
On a date, fortunately, most girls wouldn't end up walking or being on their feet all that much--but one never knew. Elena could probably use a little practice--just as long as they didn't overdo it--before the the real thing.
Holding up a pair of shoes that looked more like a sculpture, she laughed, kicking off her own strappy sandals to model the new pair. "What do you think of these, Elena, do they match my shirt or what?"
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She stood up then, a little surprised by the new vantage point that even a few inches gave her. She took a couple of stiff steps forward. She'd already committed herself to wearing heels though. And when she saw how the shoes went with the dress...
"You know, I'm starting to think Rude got a motherfucking bargain." Elena grinned, unable to resist giving a little bit of attitude...however untrue she knew it to be.
"Wow." That's all she could say to the shoes that Lulu picked out at first. She'd thought her simple little heels were fancy because of their ribbons, but what Lulu wore looked more like a work of art. "I think they're perfect for you. You have to get them." There was...a surreal feeling that followed her words. Never would she have ever dreamed of going shoe shopping with Lulu. But here she was, finding that she actually was having a good time like she'd been promised.
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"These are almost too elaborate to wear for except show," she said, "But you're right...they do make quite te picture."
She sashayed down the aisle, toe-to-heel, and stood back to take in the effect of Elena's ensemble so far (while demonstrating how to walk in heels without falling off your pedestal). "I like it," she said, "The shoes are perfect with that dress and they look lovely on you. You've got great taste."
Now...what next? Hair? Nails? Chill out, Lu, let the girl breathe. "Do you want to keep looking or are we all set now?"
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"Yeah?" Elena arched a brow before looking down at herself. She had to admit, she liked what she'd picked out. She thought she'd have to rely completely on Lulu, but maybe her own instincts weren't so bad. "Beginner's luck." She sat down to remove the shoes first before heading into the changing room to get out of the dress. She was more careful in changing than she normally was though. "I think I'm good." After a moment she peeked her head out the door again though.
"...I don't have any make-up." She even winced with the words. "Would you mind helping me pick some out? Last thing, I promise."
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Things like makeup lessons.
"I'd be happy to help you with whatever you need," she said with a smile, "And don't worry--I'm in no rush."
Leading Elena over to the cosmetics department she said, "Okay now, try not to take in everything at once, all we need to cover for tonight are the basics. Concealer, shadow, and gloss. Does that sound manageable?"
Watching Elena's face as they bypassed foundations and lipsticks, she went on, "Good. Now, you've got great skin, so you don't have to worry about coverup too much. Let's just focus on your eyes for now. What do you think of these colors?" she asked, indicating a selection of metallic browns she thought would compliment the dress as well as Elena's eye color and complexion--versatile enough for everyday wear as well.
If they passed Elena's scrutiny, she'd go on with an impromptu lesson, and see where things went from there.
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There was a moment where she studied Lulu's suggestions, and eventually nodded gently. "Yeah. I mean sure." Though she was still having trouble making the transition from the colors being on the counter and on her face, she was at least willing to give them a try.
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brow, the medium goes lash to crease, and the dark is the liner--heavy at the corner of the eye. Like so..."
She gestured to her own eyes, which were done similarly, in smokey charcoal with a hint of rose. "Mascara is the tricky part, but we can worry about that later," she said, "May I?"
On second thought, she added, "It's up to you, I can take mine off and start from scratch so you can see it done, or I can demonstrate on you."
Hopefully the sales consultants wouldn't mind her taking over their beauty counter if it meant they'd be the suppliers of Elena's new arsenal.
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She let Lulu work quietly for a few moments before asking what she'd been thinking. "Who taught you to do all this?"
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"I know what you mean," she said, "back before I left the family--" meaning the house Vescovo "--when I didn't make it as a bodyguard and was first training in the feminine arts, I couldn't stand having the other women do my makeup, so I learned to do it myself."
She paused a moment, surveying her work and doing a few touch-ups before she reached for the mascara, raising an eyebrow as if to say are you ready for this? "There were always plenty of women in the house to watch, but my favorite make-up teacher was actually a gay hairdresser."
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The mascara wand was eyed warily, not from the usual fears of having it stuck in her eye. But if it was, her contact...
Elena took a deep breath, Lulu's signal to proceed while she listened to her story. The mention of a gay hairdresser brought a smirk to her lips. "I think every girl could use one of those."
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She laughed then, finished with the mascara, and leaning back to let Elena survey the look. "Usually the last thing you want is to look like a drag queen, but I tell you, he was a welcome reprieve from the catty femme-fatales I used to work with."
She hemmed ans hawed a bit, then nodded her assent. "As long as you don't do any high-impact workouts or anything, you should be okay, maybe just a little touch-up if you think you need it. All you have to do is pick out a nice lip-gloss and you're good to go."
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"I think I can handle that." Elena smirked and murmured sheepishly. Even she could do lip-gloss. "I hope Rude doesn't freak out." Though Rude freaking out over anything is hard to imagine.
The blonde took a deep breath before smiling at the other woman. "Well. What do you think? Am I all set?" Elena seemed to be comfortable with what they'd done. Far more so than when they'd first entered the mall.
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"I think you're good," she said, "Unless you want to pick up those new sweats you mentioned. You'll be a pro in no time." If she ever saw Elena wearing makeup again after today...Lulu would be very proud of her student. If not...no hard feelings.
"So what do you think?" she asked. "You ready to call it a day? I'll shoulder my share of the blame when Tseng gets back. I'm sure he'll forgive us." But wouldn't the looks on all the Turks faces be priceless? Lulu smirked. "You'll have to tell me what the boys think when they see you."
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"Sweats?" Elena blinked at the reminder before laughing a bit. "I can get those any time." Somehow buying high heels and clothes that she got tossed around in didn't match up. Most of her days were of the latter. As for the former...dresses and make-up. Who knows?
Elena nodded to show that she was ready and lifted her own brows at the mention of Tseng. "I'm sure he'll...get over it. He usually does." Though she wouldn't dare cross him seriously, Tseng could be surprisingly patient with the little things lately. Her eyes widen at the mention of the boys seeing her though. Any but Rude, that is. "Oh, I don't know about that. Reno never misses a chance to be a smartass, even with me." She doesn't even want to imagine what the redhead would say if he saw her wearing mascara and lip-gloss.
"Hey." Her eyes lowered before she offered a sheepish shrug of her shoulders. "Thanks. I don't think I would've done any of this without yoru help." She knows she wouldn't.
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"Don't mention it," she said, smiling. "It's the least I can do." After nearly becoming a bone of contention between the Turks, she was just glad if she could actually count them among her friends.
"Speaking of Tseng," she asked as they headed to the checkout counter, "Just out of curiosity--did you ever get to pull that prank you were planning with the diamond?"
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