The Princess And The Punk

"Different, like... good?" Taylor asked, self consciously examining herself in the mirror while she craned her neck around to see her new hair from different angles. She felt extraordinarily girly, and that made her uncomfortable. She liked to feel strong, she preferred hot to pretty, and rockstar to princess. But... she couldn't just get weirded out about it with Natalia right there, so she tried to relax into it and quiet down the tomboy voice in her that screamed at her to mess it up and break something.

"I do like it, I think. I've never done anything like this before. I... don't know anything about kimonos though, so, ya know, you have to help me. They're just like bathrobes, right? I don't know. Akashi wears 'em. Aren't they all the same, anyway?" She asked, talking at a quicker pace.

"bathrobes?..." Natalia repeated blinking not sure what kimonos could possibly have to do with bathrobes. "...not really..." the blue-eyed cutie said doubtful, trying to understand what Taylor was thinking. "...not the ones we will be using at least..." she said a bit more confident. "They are called furisode and they are a bit formal..." she added watching Taylor's face hoping the idea of wearing formal Japanese clothes didn't sounded too disheartening to Taylor. "They have very long sleeves and a very big and tight belt..." Natalia explained starting to feel tight formal clothes on Taylor, specially ones famous for being very restrictive, was going to be difficult to pull. "You cannot....like....jump....or run on a furisode..." Natalia tried to prepare Taylor for what was coming.

Right at that moment one of the girls entered the room pushing a headless mannequin with a blue kimono.



"I think you may like this blue one..." Natalia said "Would look great with your hair..."