How I Learned To Love Drag Part 12

It was quite a dramatic change. I looked at the color photo of Shakira. Was that one of the secrets of her exotic beauty?

Lost in thought, I sat back in the comfy chair. Then I closed my eyes again and relaxed and tried to dream of what it would be like to be Shakira!

I could feel Daniel using a glue stick to tame my eyebrows. He went through the usual application of a covering makeup to hide my male eyebrows.

He used a brown pencil to shape the eyebrow and then added some golden tones with another eyebrow pencil on top of that.

Next he set to work on applying the eyeliner, mascara, false eyelashes and then the eye shadow.

Lip liner was next. He brushed on the coral lipstick carefully. One might have suspected I had collagen injections after Daniel applied the lip gloss. It had the scent and taste of strawberries.

He applied blush to the cheeks. With a large soft brush, he blended the color subtly like an artist painting a sunset on canvas.

Daniel looked carefully at the photo of Shakira and then back at me.

He extracted a darker foundation makeup from his "tackle box" and applied it high on the forehead with a deft touch of a small triangular sponge.

"Like you, Shakira has a large forehead. She uses a dark foundation to make it appear smaller."

Daniel applied some of the dark foundation along my jaw line to diminish its size.

I heard May's voice.

I opened my eyes.

"Looking fabulous!" enthused May. "As usual."

She hugged me.

We didn't kiss though. It would have upset Daniel if he had to fix the lipstick.

Now Daniel held a long curly blonde wig in his hands.

I got up from the chair. I bowed my head as Daniel placed the crowning glory on my head.

The blonde curls reached past the middle of my back. I tossed my head back and finger brushed the hair away from my face.

Then I looked in the mirror.

"Fabulous, Daniel! Simply gorgeous!" I exclaimed. "I love it! This is the best yet!"