Just a Cowboy and His Baby (Spikes & Spurs) by Brown Carolyn

Author:Brown, Carolyn [Brown, Carolyn]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: Sourcebooks, Inc.
Published: 2012-12-04T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 11

Carly tossed an old magazine in front of Gemma and pointed to a picture of a movie star wearing a fancy ball gown. Her hair was swept up in a slick twist with a riot of curls on the top of her head.

“Where’d this come from?” Gemma asked.

“I got it out of the trash last year and I brought it with me. That’s what I want to look like tonight,” she said.

“Honey, I don’t sew and if I did I couldn’t make a dress like that in five hours,” Gemma said.

“I’m not talking about the dress. I want my hair to do that and I want to borrow some of your makeup. I’ll wear my green sundress for the dance, but I want to be pretty and you are a hairdresser. You said so. And I bet you know how to put on makeup, too.”

The other nine girls gathered round to see what Carly wanted to look like.

Deanna held up her hands. “And fingernails. Can you do a French manicure? I always wanted one of them, but do you know how much they charge at the mall to do your nails like that?”

“Please!” Jessie begged. “We’ll help. Just tell us what to do.”

“Okay,” Gemma agreed. “The end of the craft table will be our beauty shop. First we’ll do nails, then hair, and finally makeup.”

“What do we do first?” Katy asked.

“You will all take a shower and wash your hair. Pay attention to dirt under your nails and toenails. We might as well do both while we’re at it. Princesses or cowgirls, neither one go to the ranch dance with nasty toenails. Carly, Deanna, Katy, Angie, and Jessie, you all go to the showers first. The rest of you clear off the craft table. Move all the excess paint and decorations onto the cabinet. I’ll get out the curling iron, nail polish, and hair spray while you do that.”

She checked the clock. Ten girls in five hours would be pushing the time frame, but she could do it if they all pitched in and helped.

Fiona jumped off her bunk and started to work. “What do you want me to do with our craft boxes?”

“Put them on the kitchen table. We won’t be needing night snacks since we’ll be coming home from the party late. Beth, you come with me and help me carry stuff,” Gemma called over her shoulder.

She handed Beth the cosmetic case and looked seriously at the big tub. Five girls at a time could soak their feet in bath salts in that thing if the sides were flat enough for them to sit on, but they weren’t.

“What are you thinking about? You got this weird look on your face,” Beth said.

“I’m trying to figure out something to use as a foot bath. Before we do toes we need to soak your feet and lotion them up so they’ll be all pretty,” Gemma answered.

Beth opened the cabinets under the sink and pointed. “We got one of them in our bathroom too.

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