So In-Style, It's Not Yet [District 3 Tributes]

Boq leaned back on the chaise lounge in the room where his tributes would come. He read is book without really reading it. He watched over the top of his book, waiting for them to appear. He had the names of the two kids written down somewhere; if he saw them he would remember, but currently....
Oh! Jeremy and.... Parinkay? Something like that. Anyway, he needed to see the measurements. He wondered vaguely if trying to guess a 14 or 15 year old girl's measurements when he was 26 counted as lechery when he was a stylist. Probably not, but he stopped nevertheless, and waited for his tributes to arrive. They were currently with his prep team;gentlemanly Mr Maxillus Jones, his wife, the ever-cheerful and plucky Phoebe Jones, and the sarcastic, quiet Miss Shadow DuFrane.
None of these people were what he expected in the way of Capitol stylists, but he hoped they surprised the tributes as much as they had him. The Jones couple were both very attractive, with thick black hair and blue eyes. While they both wore make-up, neither had gone over-board, like many of the stylists. Shadow, however, was another story...
Her hair was a rainbow of cold colors. Purples, blues and greens melted together in a vortex. Her ultra-pale skin was covered in tattoos, which she showed off by wearing halter-backs and sleeveless shirts. Her intense gaze was a startling amber, and while she was pretty, it was not the type of beauty that you would consider on the norm. It was haunting, earthly. She actually scared Boq a little bit.
I hope she doesn't scare the tributes...