Reading: "Sybil of Doom" from 'RITUALS OF THE ANTITHETICAL' (A.Glass 2023)
“I
got you in fifteen minutes…” The man looks at his watch,
“...give or take.” Referring to Zabel’s hair and makeup just
before the runway show.
“Thanks
Trevor and yes, you know you’re gorgeous,” Zabel says with a
wink.
“If
I
wasn’t gay,” he replies, blowing Zabel a kiss with his right
hand.
Chuckling
at his reply, she looks at her image on the model fitting board as
one of the Grafarga’s
stylist’s lifts off an outfit from its clothing hanger, holding the
dress with a full length black bodysuit, whilst Zabel places her
backpack down and begins to undress, briefly looking at other models
who are doing the same with very little privacy, after all these
years of runway shows. Adequate changing rooms for models has always
been few
and far between.
Unperturbed, Zabel begins dressing
in
her outfit for the show, assisted by the stylist, she puts on the
body suit first, standing only in her g-string with no bra, the
stylist helps Zabel step into the bodysuit, standing upright.
Zipping
up the back of the suit, straightening out any kinks, while Zabel
stands motionless, allowing the stylist to continue assisting in
fitting the outfit, that Zabel will be wearing for today’s runway
show. Looking at the wide-looped metallic links, set in a shaped
diamond configuration weaved together with linen and silk. Zabel
studies the outfit in an admiring manner. I’m
so aroused today,
she thinks to herself. Noting that she did not orgasm last night,
but only ritualized her thoughts of Deborah Kinsman having sex, as
apart of Zabel’s meditation. Yet, the feeling lingers and she
feels the throbbing around her pelvis, as the tight material of the
close-fitting bodysuit pushes up against her nipples and between her
legs, nestling into Zabels’s vulva. The stylist assists Zabel
step into a pair of black high heeled ankle boots that contour with
the leggings beneath the full length skirt,completing
the outfit. Checking
over the chosen ensemble for the show, whilst Zabel stands in front
of a full length mirror, ensuring that the dress is sitting well on
the
model, looking
for any visible flaws. Satisfied that the outfit is ready to be
worn for the runway show, the stylist okays for Zabel to attend the
next step in the preparation which her
hair and makeup. She
walks towards were Trevor is waiting. Sitting
down, as he, in a quick manner, prepares her
eye liner and makeup, as the hair stylist begins to style Zabel’s
hair.
In
a detached manner Zabel stares at herself in the mirror.
“Life
of a model hey?”
Leaning
forward and in a concentrating way, Trevor begins to gently apply the
appointed makeup styles for each of the models.
“Don’t
complain, you get paid more than us,” he says, as the hair stylist
smiles in an agreeing manner, whilst tying Zabel’s hair back into a
tight ponytail.
“Touche,”
Zabel replies.
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