To add to the effect, I gathered my hair into a ponytail, using a blue scrunchie to hold it. Just for good measure, I added some strawberry lip gloss ...and dabbed on some old perfume that I used to wear long before there was any real need to wear perfume. I had dug it all out of the back of the closet ahead of time - childish stuff that I didn't wear anymore but had saved for sentiment.Actually, the PJs were new. I had to go to several stores to find something in my size with a suitable look and. Hazel worked on eye shadow, mascara and eyeliner for several minutes. Mother cautioned her not to over do it, "After all," she had said, "I don't want my little girl to look cheap." Hazel assured her that this was what all the young girls were wearing today as she put the finishing touches on my eyes. So as not to feel left out, Patricia had given me a manicure. Next, she had taken a bottle of bright pink fingernail polish and had been painting my fingernails. I knew it was useless to protest.. She was a good friend and was very adventurous. Of course she wore purple. Great heels and a few accessories in her dark hair. Jen was about the same, but wearing red. She greeted me with a big hug and was ready to dance. ‘So,’ Jen started. ‘You ready to kick the night off right. Forget the morning. The past is in the past.’ She made me smile. Trying to comfort me, I hugged her again. I could have cried, but I didn’t want to ruin the night. I stayed positive and we talked about work and other. She raises an arm of her own calling "Mikhail Barisovitch!" in return.The elegant figure is now standing in the drizzle, wearing a pale Aquascutum trench coat and a trilby, almost a parody of an American movie star."Svetlana Nikitechna! How are you? Have you a few moments for one of your followers?"Sveta walks straight up to the Visitor:"Of course, Mikhail Baryseyevitch. For you I always have time. This is an unexpected pleasure!"The two kiss, formally, once on each cheek.The minders have now.