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As I get out of the taxi, I look quickly up and down the street No one in sight, thank God I have never looked so ludicrous in reat-aunt take control of your looks
I’ the flapper dress froed to zip up Clearly they didn’t go in for boobs in the twenties My feet are squished into the dancing slippers Six long bead necklaces are jangling aroundout of that is a feather
A feather
My hair has been tortured into a series of old-fashioned-looking waves and curls, which took about two hours to do with the marcel irons When it was done, Sadie insisted I smother it in soe shop, and now it feels rock solid to the touch
And as for ood look in the 1920s? My face is covered in pale powder, with a spot of rouge on each cheek My eyes are heavily outlined in black kohl My lids are sreen paste, which came out of the old Bakelite case I still don’t know exactly what’s on oo which Sadie called “Cos pan and then smear it all over my lashes
I mean, hello, I have a new LancômeBut Sadie wasn’t interested She was too overexcited by all this stupid ancient et ready for parties together and pluck each other’s eyebrows and take little swigs from their hip flasks
“Let me see” Sadie appears beside loves up to her elbows “You need to touch up your lipstick”
There’s no point suggesting a nice subtle MAC lip gloss instead With a sigh, I reach in unk and pat yet erated Cupid’s bow
Two girls pass by, nudging each other and giving me curious smiles They obviously think I’ for Most Over the Top outfit
“You look divine!” Sadie hugs herself with excite up and down the street “Where’s a tobacconist? Oh, we should have bought you a darling little cigarette holder-”
“I don’t smoke,” I cut her off “And you can’t smoke in public places, anyway It’s the law”
“What a ridiculous law” She looks aggrieved “How does one hold a cigarette party?”
“We don’t hold cigarette parties! Serous!”
Sadie makes an impatient tchuh noise “Come on, then!”
I begin to follow her up the street toward the Crowe Bar sign, barely able to walk in e shoes As I reach the door, I realize she’s disappeared Where’s she gone?
“Sadie?” I turn around and scan the street If she’s left me in the lurch I will absolutely murder her-