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The castle had been decorated a bit more festively than usual and the kitchen was churning out platters of food that could feed their entire army twice over. Mary was plaiting and twisting Saffron's long blonde locks into a complicated knot atop her head. All of the pulling was giving her a headache. She had already decided on the day of the actual wedding, she would be wearing her hair down. She did not fancy having to balance a large pile of hair, a veil, and a tiara.

She most likely will not know which band is witch just grab one and hold it out for her. The shirt is black with a large red rose and a lanrge pistol crossing. It is one of my favorite CD's so I realy hope that she will like it. Turning, I show her the shirt and she just shrugs slightly. I guess she really is just going to wear whatever I pick out for her. Great way to blend in I guess. "You might want to put your hair up in a ponytail as well. It would stand out a lot less. Most werewolves wear theirs up just because of how much easier it is with all of our curls and such." I suggest.

Okay, got my brooch. Hair down or hair up? I had an oval face, sharp at the chin, soft around the cheeks. Hair down usually gave me the wild, mysterious look. Hair up? Elegance. I needed something in between, so I twisted it into a low knot and let a few strands fall loose. Not too polished. Not too undone. Just enough to say: I don’t care what the elders say, but I’m going to look flawless while they say it.

CHAPTER 10 HIS BODY CASPIAN The journey to Norway was longer than usual and that's because he was so impatient. The little delay had changed their travel plan but he was genuinely happy for his beta. He looked down at his other half with a smile on his lips, her hair was styled and packed into two buns on her head and he didn't like it, he wanted it down and free. Since he saw her, he had been itching to undo the hair. She has very long and straight golden-white hair, halfway down she has bouncy wavy hair and it suits her eye color so much.

Kim said as she raised her hands, surrendering. After two hours, they finished with her makeup. Mariane looked sophisticated in her makeup and how they styled her hair. They styled her hair in an updo with curly hair on the sides. They even put a crown made of diamond on top of her hair as her headdress. “You like dashing, Miss Mariane. I can’t wait to see you wear your bridal gown!” The makeup artist squealed, which made Mariane chuckle at his ridiculousness. “Because of you, I look like those princesses in Disney.” Mariane complimented him.

NATHALIE’S POV - “Are you ready to see the stunning new look of this year’s most beautiful wedding guest?!” Purple, the flamboyant makeup artist who did my makeup, excitedly announced. They had just finished doing my makeup. I heard the makeup look they did for me was vanilla makeup. As for my hair, it was a half ponytail that they curled into a wavy style.

I had $48 in my wallet and I thought that should be enough to enjoy myself. I called up my friend Kari and she was already going out, so she offered to swing by and pick me up. “This club is really upscale though, dig deep in your closet for something hot but not trashy and shave everywhere … cause if you pick someone up he’s going to be older,” she warned. I didn’t really want to pick someone up, I just wanted to shake my ass and feel a buzz. I had nothing in my closet that would do so I ransacked Violet's and found the perfect thing. I had a crazy amount of long, thick hair and I knew I’d be sweating to death later so I put it up into braided pigtail buns, something a little cute.

she gushed. I looked at my reflection in the mirror... My makeup was soft and noble, and my long black hair was done in a half-up, half-down hairdo with a low crown worn at an angle which made it look like a hair band to complete the look. I looked like a princess. This brought my memory back to my first wedding - my wedding with Hayden when everything was so much simpler, yet it made me feel like the happiest she-wolf in the world. Everything was different now, I sighed.

We had facials, our nails, massages, and even had my hair done in a beautiful braided up-do. “The stylist said this is how dragon shifters do their hair like this for a mating ceremony,” Willa pulled on the small side braids, now covered with beads. She had me put on an ivory-colored dress with blue flowers around the bodice. The capped sleeves made me even look smaller if that were possible and tiny silver chains hung on the front of the dress moved as I walked. Much more simple and more my taste. “The way they braid their hair reminds me of Vikings from Earth and the stories,” the stylist continued to work on the other side of my head with more side braids. “Do you miss it?”

When the rhyme vanished, a small window appeared next to the oven. There were five tabs above it. The first tab had a hair icon, the second a face, the third a torso, the fourth a sun wearing shades and the fifth a shirt. Kate clicked the Hair tab and she was presented with a whole gamut of men’s hairstyles: undercut, curly, layered, wave, Harajuku matted style, asymmetrical emo, mohawk, crew cut, man bun, spiky, flat top, dreads, Elvis…