After the mirror turned.

“I didn’t feel painted. I felt like myself, only the wedding version. The trial made the real morning quiet.”

“Sangeet glam that lasted through the dhol. Cart, calendar, WhatsApp. No haggling over rates in chat.”

“The parlour smells like roses and the facial actually did something. Came back for nails the same week.”

“Meher came to the hotel at 6am. Hair, makeup, no drama. My mother booked a facial the next day.”

“Mehendi that photographed like jewellery. Booked from the site in three taps.”

“Not a factory parlour. One chair, one artist, the look I asked for — not the one on the wall.”