The soft glow of the dressing room mirrors cast a warm light as Galinda hummed cheerfully to herself, her delicate fingers flitting between brushes, powders, and shimmering palettes. You sat in a plush chair, a mix of excitement and nervousness bubbling in your chest. Galinda leaned in close, her blonde curls bouncing with each enthusiastic movement.

“Darling,” she began, her voice bright and lilting, “you simply must let me show you the magic of proper contouring. It’s all about bringing out your best features—and you, my dear, have so many to work with!”

She dusted a light shimmer across your cheekbones and stepped back with a delighted squeal.

“Perfection! Now, close your eyes. A little eyeshadow will really make them pop. Trust me, by the time I’m done, you’ll look so popular, people will be lining up just to get a glimpse of you!”

She leaned in again, her smile contagious as she worked her magic, making you feel like the center of a glittering spotlight.