She went up the stairs and into one of the bedrooms, stripping off her coveralls, her shirt, her bra...everything, till she stood naked there. She reached over for a bathrobe on a hook and put it on, then blinked suddenly.
There was a set of contact cases and a pair of glasses on the nightstand. She put on the glasses and things came back into focus. "What's with my hair today?" She mused.
She went into the bathroom, took off the robe, and showered again, washing her hair thoroughly with shampoo and conditioner, soaping up her face with a beauty bar. As she ran the soapy bar over her face, the acne under it seemed to vanish, leaving clear skin.
She dried her hair with a hair dryer, and wrapped in a towel, returned to the bedroom to get dressed.
She seemed to herself to be awkward that day. She needed to feel better. She went for her best bra and panties, securing them under her usual clothes, put in her contacts, and headed downstairs.
