Some face powder, although I didn’t need much – and ironically it was called Gay Whisper ! – a little blusher on my cheeks, just as mum had shown me, a nice mauve eye shadow, mascara, and finally my pale pink lipstick. Nothing too bright that would make me look like a tart.
Then the clothes. I took off the jeans and t-shirt I had been wearing at breakfast – with dad there – and put on a pair of lacy pink pants and my best bra, which I tried to shuffle around to give myself at least some kind of figure.
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