Island Girl: A day at the Spa
Morning came in the blink of an eye and the new girl's were quickly rounded up like ducklings to have breakfast with the morning crew. They had a lovely breakfast buffet available to them and a dedicated chef to cook the hot food that was available.
Nikita and girls were sent to her room to change into their robes and guided to the employee spa area. The first thing they did was have a sit down with the makeup artist as their color matched them to a personal palette and had an intensive regarding skin care and the look they wanted to girl's to emulate. They were shown to their make up seat with their enamel printed on it that would house the make up, equipment, hair products and skin care equipment provided for them. It was explained that while they may have a current routine that works they provide an explanation level of care to make sure they looked their best at all times.
They were all escorted next for a full treatment. There was a frightening amount of wax and hair removal, followed by a full skin treatment, a half hour mud bath to help with skin recovery, manicure and pedicures so there nail were neat and painted the appropriate colors, lunch, they met with hair stylist to find the right look for each girl and well and the right makeup style, then quickly cleaned up as they were measured then sent to get spray tanned which was its own adventure.
As they relaxed a bit before dinner it was explained this was going to be part of their maintenance routine, as Jasmine had told Nikita … appearance matters and it was taken with great seriousness. What Ari liked, what he hated were of great importance. Things she wouldn’t have thought of, like bright red lipstick or nails. Ari hated bright red on Island girls, and more than once had banished someone from a party for not having his ‘signature Island Girl look.’ One girl was once sent home for chopping her long locks into a short bob, even though she promised to put in extensions.
Helga continued to go over the basics, they of course were not expected to know everything quickly and would be eased into the job with a buddy but were highly encouraged to continue looking over their regulation book. Their buddy would also help mentor them as well, much like an apprenticeship … just not with an apprenticeship pay. Before dinner the girl was sent back to the spa for touch ups and finally the 'work day' was done and Nikita could relax and hang out for a bit.
"Sunkissed is a good look on you? God I remember my first day and I thought how could a spa day be so relaxing yet so long. That and the waxing … I promise it's only the worst on the first day, it gets easier after." Jasmine said and she stretched out on the couch in the common area with an ice tea with a mango slice in it next to her.
“I’m from La Jolla originally,” Nikita admitted with a giggle. “Then I lived on the beach, literally, but the only wax I paid attention to was surf wax. There are parts of me that will not recover for days.” She wished Nikka were there, not of course, that she’d want her to suffer, but they’d have gone through it together. “Being pampered is exhausting.” She said, running a hand through her hair, “Thanks again, Jasmine. Really. I won’t let you down.”
"I know you won't. Just don't forget, all I did was give you a card and a nudge. You called, you interviewed, you sold yourself and you said yes. You earned this." Jasmine said firmly. "Don't forget that, you deserve to be here just as much as me. You just happened to be at the right party that night." Jasmine looked at the time. "I ain't your mama or anything but tomorrow is another early day for you, trust me, you want your beauty to sleep while you can get it."
“All right,” Nikita agreed. “Night.”
Nikka >Two words. Brazilian. Wax. < Nikita messaged before bed. Somethings - Bishop just didn’t have to know.