When Mom and I arrived, we were surprised by her glam team at their mansion because they actually hired professionals just for this.
“You look like a simple bitch queen in that gown, Celiza!” Bea said artfully after her make up artist and stylist arranged for me.
“I know!” I also said artfully to her, but when I saw myself in the full length mirror I was almost stunned.
“What a pretty bitch.” I whisper to myself.
Red satin gown with high slit and low neckline. The soft cloth hugs my curves in all the right places. This dress speaks a lot about my personality and wildness.
“Yes sister, you’re so beautiful!” Bliss was happy to praise me. Like Mom, there seemed to be a star in her eye because it also shone while looking at me.
They all laughed at her comment.
“I’m sorry Bea, there’s nothing left for Bliss.”
“It’s alright. I missed her too!” She then hugged Bliss.