Hello my lovlies. (I have seen other girl bloggers use that term and it’s so cute)
As you read this, I am off to the wilds of Mount Shasta. Okay, not actually the mountain as it is covered in snow, but the city below. I hope it will be a sunny clear day so I might be able to snap a shot or two of the mountain.
I was puttering around with an idea so here is a smidge of flash fiction to start you off on a Monday. A bit of back story; I love pin curls, and I love putting my hair up in pin curls. I’ve yet to master it, in fact I usually come out looking like a cross between a poodle and a fight with an electrical socket. Not a pretty picture. But I do try and I hope someday I might have them tamed when I do them. So, there I was, picturing one of my heroines, Rena Bliss, putting up her hair in pin curls.
She sat at her vanity putting up her hair in pin curls. She wore a filmy white and pale blue concoction of a summer nightgown; more slip than anything else, though everything essential was modestly covered. Her glasses were perched o the end of her nose and she frowned intently as she carefully rolled her blond hair up, securing the curl with two bobby pins.
Milo watching in fascination as Rena sectioned and rolled. She had this perfect set up, her brushes and combs laid out in front of her, spritz bottles of setting lotions and grooming sprays, her bobby pins and other clips in miss matched teacup saucers. There was a little click and rattle of metal against porcelain every time Rena pulled one out of the dish, then a flash of white teeth as she pried open the pin and jammed it into the curl. Sometimes she would stop mid curl to take a sip of tea from her pale teal polka-dot teacup. One hand held the curl in place while the other lifted the cup to lips that were full and very pink.
Rena was pure femininity. The movements she made, the clothes she wore, down to her pale pink fingernails, she was ultra girl. Which was funny since country life was hardly conducive to all the girly things about her. But that’s what made her such a fascination to Milo. And watching her put up her hair; well that just sealed the deal.
Pretty, flirty, and sexy as hell. Yeah, she was a dream girl.