Discovering the place

Through the large glass door, I see…

Just a few days ago, I wasn’t aware of this place. Just a few days ago, I didn’t know about the service offered here. Just a few days ago, I didn’t know how much I would look forward to this moment…

I see tall chairs, warmly padded, aligned in front of illuminated mirrors. The place looks beautiful. The colors are soft and everything is carefully designed. She is there, she saw me. She is Jennifer. She is as smiling as on the photos of her website. So it really is her personality. A welcoming smile, one that both greets you and puts you at ease. The barriers won’t need to fall between us; they seem never to have existed: it’s simpler that way.

The outfit change

I thought my training would start right after the usual pleasantries. I was wrong. She invites me to change. Toward an adjoining room. I brought a few things, the bare minimum and “a little more”: the full set of “Mary’s going out”. Needless to say: far more than just an outfit, way too much… Two variants of “classic” Mary, and two variants for Mary’s “Miss Hyde” side: my version of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde.

You never know, an occasion to make a good impression is always possible, right?

Jennifer closed the door of the room. Yet, I feel no need for privacy. Instantly, she managed to put me at ease. I feel at home. It’s as if I’ve known her for a long time. She could just as well have stayed seated with me in that room, and it wouldn’t have surprised or bothered me. Quite the opposite.

Mary’s revelation

I like to pull my stockings up along my legs. Cervin stockings are a highly symbolic element of femininity. So much less practical than elastic tights, but so much more precious. The specificity of nylon stockings does not fool the trained eye. Those little inelegant wrinkles that betray them, letting imagination take flight. I check in the mirror the straightness of the seam on the back of my leg. The garter belt holds the stocking’s garter and completes its sophistication. If the stockings are Cervin, I didn’t choose the Cervin garter belt today. Soon, the second stocking.

Soon, the panties. Soon, Mary will begin to appear.

My chest is in place. The bra covers the swell of my chest. In fact, it covers it far less than its transparency highlights it. It shows off, and the scalloped edges of the cups draw geometric harnesses, attracting attention to the curves.

The skirt is pulled up to my waist. The double-breasted jacket is buttoned. I just have to put on the shoes. A new pair. A pretty satin bow on the toe. A heel not too high, but a bit nevertheless to shape the overall look. A new pair then. Also, I will soon discover that the strap going around the back of the heel doesn’t hold on the heel back. As a result, after a few steps, I lose my precious shoes. Apparently, this strap does not get along well with the nylon of the stockings where it slips.

Never again will I wear a new pair of shoes without completely trying them on first!

I’m embarrassed by the spectacle I might present…

The clothes are on. I need to do my hair. I choose the brown wig. Today, the blonde, long curly wig will wait its turn in the suitcase… I just have to put on some jewelry and a scarf tied near my neck. One last look in the mirror… here I am ready to leave the room and meet Jennifer.

Learning makeup

Each makeup part will be described, broken down. I apply myself to taking notes on what she says. There’s no way to lose even one of her tips. Complexion, eyes, lips. Each part of the face will get special attention this morning.

A base first all over the face. This base will set the makeup to come. Then, application of beard concealer to make the dark aspect disappear, even though I’m freshly shaved. Application of Clinique foundation to unify skin tone.

Now it’s time to bring a little light to the eyes. I place a hint of concealer under the eye, in a carefully drawn triangle. Jennifer then explains the application of bronzing powder following the “inverted 3.” This means applying powder on the slightly prominent zones of the face, where the sun naturally tans the skin.

A pink blush on the cheekbones, following the shape of the Nike swoosh. It is very pink, more pink than I would have dared.

This is the whole advantage of professional advice.

Start by smiling, to make the small round cheekbone appear, which will be the starting point of blush application. The base is now ready, it’s time to work on the eyes.

I confirm that this is the part that requires precision. Extend the gaze by drawing a small black triangle with an angled brush at the outer corner of the eye. Complete on the moving eyelid with a light gray that must blend with the previously applied black. The eyeliner will finish framing the gaze. An “inspired” line that extends the sight. A bit of blue pencil on the lower waterline to accentuate the eyes.

The only thing missing is false lashes. Place them delicately and they open my gaze with subtlety.

They are as big as I like. I thought they’d be excessively large, but Jennifer tells me my eyes can handle it. Good…

After the eyes, there’s the mouth. I have thin lips, very thin, too thin. Jennifer suggests slightly enlarging them. Redraw the lip contour with pencil, but without crude excess. Do not forget to perfectly draw the cupid’s bow, just under the philtrum, also called the angel’s imprint. A perfectly drawn contour to fill with lipstick… I never dared such a bright red. Jennifer was right; it suits me very well.

There you go, the makeup is finished. I wanted something simple, easy to reproduce, and that’s the case. No overloading, yet a real transformation. I like it…

I didn’t do too badly.

It’s a good start. Jennifer seems pleased with my work. So am I.

I put on my wig. I like it, like it, like it…

Alone in front of the mirror

Jennifer, very concerned that I remember as much as possible of her instructions, asks me to redo the entire makeup by myself this time.

I regret leaving this makeup behind but doing and redoing are essential if I want to learn. So I go through all the steps one by one. The notes taken, Jennifer’s precise and clear advice help me find the same makeup. Certainly, it’s not as perfect, but it’s better than what I was doing before.

Thank you, Thank you, THANK YOU… I then feel the need to kiss her to thank her. To give her all my gratitude, all my affection. I would like to hug her as much as to nestle in her arms…