CHAPTER FIFTY TWO

Alexia’s POV

I can't recognize the beautiful lady staring back at me. She looks like an angel. Her blue eyes are lined by black eyeliner. Her eyes sparkle with life and her succulent lips are covered with red lipstick, her makeup is so flawlessly done and her beautiful long curly hair falls freely down her waist.The gorgeous gold gown she wears falls to her feet flowing behind her like rivulets pure gold. The dress hugs her curves in all the right places, accentuating her narrow waist and the flare of her generous hips and double D's boobs. The neckline plunges down a little showing a hint of skin. She looks like a model.

I can't believe the image staring at from the full length mirror is actually me. Wow! Stacey outdid herself this time. I'm speechless, the wait was definitely worth it. After what felt like hours of pruning, plucking and trying on so many dresses that I lost count, Stacey finally deemed me ready about a few minutes ago, and I must confess the result of all the prun