Friday, 6 February 2004

Passenger

She's got middle class junkie chic - bleached blond hair, not washed today, the back is stringy with grease and the roots are showing through. She's wearing a fake fur leopard print coat that matches her hair. And she's doing her face as we go along. Old green clinique compact containing a shade too dark for her to give herself colour, a sponge so old its full of powder in that cakey way they get. Red lips. Perhaps that tart chic instead.

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