"Right? Nice meddlesome cat-boy as a wingman. Admittedly though, you didn't need that much help. I was definitely more than halfway here all on my own~" she stated factually. To be honest, ending up in Ozzy's lap had been the last push, but she was more than 80 percent there all on her own. Having made her exodus, Nikki was headed off to dress only to hear Ozzy's words and have her eyes widen. Spare the world perfection, but he needed a bit more? "Bloody hell, Ozzy, you're killing me here~" she mused. Did he really think her face was so perfect in its most barren state? Well, yes was the obvious answer considering the previous night when she'd actually removed her makeup it was almost entirely true that the lad thought her gorgeous as she was. Such information was surprising but not necessarily a bad thing for Nikki, she thought him absolutely gorgeous too.
Moving right along, what was the designer/composer of fashion doing for her own look today. Well, there was one thing she would start off with always... ears. Hair was being put back into place. Not a high ponytail like before but simply being held a bit further down for the sake of fluff. Ah, and a nice classic pair of black bunny ears... those would be for the best. Alright with that taken care of, there was the matter of actual clothing. Another thong was easy enough, this one dangerously close to her own skin tone. Now, she was busy looking at herself in the mirror. Her look in general was always the same, but ah... that little hickey was present on her neck now. She tilted her own head from left to right. She had no intention of hiding it. No. She held up her fingers as if framing a picture. She'd show it off instead, frame it for the world. Such was her way, "Blimey, that'd be a day wouldn't it~" she joked right along with him. Moving on, she picked out the appropriate level of clothing to properly frame the little love bite on her neck. Bra, black with thin straps and the same color brown lace as her panties around the cup. Not seen but mostly for the strap. Swooping off the shoulder jumper, it was cream colored. Cozy, comfy general wear type of deal. Longer than necessary, like a mini-dress. Ah, but she couldn't get away just that... now she needed something for her actual bottom. What a difficult choice... would she go for shorts or yoga pants? Either work for an at home or quick popping out look. Yoga pants were multiple purpose. In all day, pop out to the store and keep your legs warm... work out if you need to? All the while the color combination of the jumper and strap of her bra perfectly framed that little mark on her shoulder. Nikki slipped into a pair of black yoga pants, and completed the look. Perfectly framed that little mark on her neck and managed to look perfectly imperfect. Now all that was left were the little red marks on her cheeks which were so normal on her, they'd draw more attention to that little mark. A cheeky smirk crossed her face as she completed her look. Yeah, she liked it.