I havn't been here

I havn't been here in a while, but it seems like you could use a little magic.

The president, the racism, the economy, and lets not forget the horrible clothing. 

My biggest concern last time was dressing a maid for a dance. 

Sounds like and easy task right?

Wrong. 

When I got there, her clothes reflected her outward apperance.

Broken and Withered,

Worn and Dull. 

Rips and tears that could not be mended.

Whoever this girl was, she had been through the ringer. 

And her clothes proved it. 

Thats not how this works.

You should dress for who you are.

Not for who others tell you to be. 

But when I was done with her, she was the epitome of grace.

Perfectly groomed platinum locks.

A model waist line. 

Pristine posture.

I dressed her to reflect how her heart appeared.

Glittering and Shinny.

Beautiful and Pure. 

Fragile, but full. 

.....thats why the slippers were glass.