‘I wouldn’t mind offering a few free makeovers before we say we’re open, just to get the feel of it’
‘if you prefer but who are we going to get?’
‘well it’s half past one, there’s usually a school girl or 2 walking past at this time, look there’s one now….aww look at her, she looks so shy and awkward, I’ll call her in’



‘what if she’s too afraid to enter a strangers house’
‘pffft, this is sim city we’re talking about here, you should know first hand no-ones afraid to walk into anyone’s house, whether they know them or not’
‘well I won’t be raising Keira that way, that’s for sure’

‘Excuse me, my friend and I here have just opened a business and we’re offering free makeovers, today only. Would you like to be the first?’
‘oh would I’
‘great, come this way, sorry what’s your name?’
‘Sandra, Sandra Roth’



‘well come this way Sandra, My friend Emalita will be doing your hair and make up….
….Emalita, this is Sandra, your first victim’
‘Dana!’
‘I’m just kidding, it’s ok Sandra, Emalita is really nice, I’ll be back soon, I have some online shopping to do’

‘Thanks Dana, have a seat Sandra….it’s ok, no need to be nervous’

Looks as though she has attempted her own makeover, maybe trying for a gothic look? Whatever it is, it doesn’t look good on her. I might darken her hair a little to match her complexion, make it less peroxide looking.



Wow, that jumpsuit! I remember those from the 80’s but they never looked quite that bad, with the flames and all. Either people here never update their wardrobe or there are some really bad designers in this town.

*gulp*
‘what’s wong??’
‘nothing I…I’ve never used this make up before and it’s not turned out how I expected is all’

I can’t let her see this but there’s a mirror right in front of her, shit!

‘nooooo I look like a clown, my mum is going to kill me!’



‘it’s ok, it’s ok, we’ll wash it off and I’ll start over, come into the bathroom. I’ll put a filler in your hair while we’re there’




Crap, now I’ve cut too much off. What is wrong with me today. I can’t believe this is happening, I must be nervous or something.

‘hey what happened to my hair!’
‘I’m so sorry, I’ve never used these tools before and well, I’ve just cut a bit too much off’
‘show me!’
‘that might not be such a good idea’
‘I SAID SHOW ME!’
‘okay okayyy’



‘ARGH I’ can't go home like this! I’ll be to be in so much trouble’
‘I won't let you go home like that. I can fix it. 3rd time lucky huh, ok so that wasn’t funny I know. Here’s what I’ll do, I have plenty of hair extensions and I’ll even make it a bit longer for you’
‘I don’t knowww’



‘And we’ll even throw in a new outfit for you, what do you say? And I promise I’ll get it right this time….I’ve had enough practice now, I’m sure’
‘well ok but if you mess it up one more time....’

Geez. Feisty little thing aren’t we. What happened to the shy little thing that came in an hour ago. My fault I guess.