Room 511, Wednesday Afternoon
Petra owned...a lot of makeup. Like a lot. Her collection had been severely damaged by, you know, the whole plane crash thing, but she'd been steadily re-amassing items since then. She also owned a lot of hair stuff, and accessories. So, this afternoon, she'd hauled just about everything out and was ready and enthusiastically willing to help anyone who wanted to tweak their look before the fashion show out. Her side of the room was basically Beauty Wonderland. She hoped it wouldn't bother Dany too much.
She knew this sort of thing really should be done on-site, but she wasn't about to drag everything into town and back, so. Her room it was! She'd take stuff for touch-ups to the community center.
She was trying to decide on her own look. Gold eyeliner was almost a definite yes. She was still undecided about the blue lipstick, though. "Why did I even buy this?" she wondered, examining the tube.
((Open door, open post!))
She knew this sort of thing really should be done on-site, but she wasn't about to drag everything into town and back, so. Her room it was! She'd take stuff for touch-ups to the community center.
She was trying to decide on her own look. Gold eyeliner was almost a definite yes. She was still undecided about the blue lipstick, though. "Why did I even buy this?" she wondered, examining the tube.
((Open door, open post!))