Susan's hair re-established itself atop her head. She had a smear of mustard and ketchup on her face from eating curry with granddad. She wiped it off in preparation of putting makeup on. She washed her face using water and honey. She dried herself with a towel.
She washed her hands using mild soap and water. She dried these also.
Susan applied a base layer of foundation, and used concealer over her birthmark – the scars granddad had left on her father. Afterwards, she added blusher, slightly the wrong shade for work, and applied ginger-red lipstick. She wore green eyeshadow and dark green mascara. She added five beauty spots, and tried to keep her hair calm enough to use a brush.
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Tawneee levered herself out of her skimpy work outfit and worked her way into a silk bra. She wore mismatching knickers she'd stolen from work before Nobby and Fred arrested her for excessive mumping. Her knickers were snow leopard print with gold trimming and "Go girls!" written into the crotch.
On top she wore perfume, lots and lots of purple/pink body spray that smelt like blackcurrant and raspberry. She covered herself in rosy body powder and gold glitter.
Tawneee wore a silk scarf that was cream coloured to match her little black dress. Her dress was floor-length and hopefully, scarily, suitable to star in with a party hosted by Lady Sybil for all the women mentioned in a The Times article by Mr. Twit T. Pratchett.
It was a women's need to know list, about the influential and less influential women mentioned in L-Space. Mr Twit T. Pratchett may have been a woman wizard wearing a beard, before (s)he was confirmed to be eaten by the Luggage.
Tawneee finished off her outfit with a cloud of deodorant and diamond earrings.
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Ruby, wife of Detritus, and a former strippergram, was stuck at what to wear for Lady Sybil's ball.
She was used to piling on coats for her former job. These days, she worked in a café as a writer. She was one third into a book about Holy Wood, her life, Ginger's life, and how her husband saved them all by holding up the roof.
She shut Brick out of the bathroom and began her daily makeup routine to his cries.
First, she applied foundation with a lady's builder's trowel, and patted in the plaster into the crevices for a smooth veneer. She painted in lovely lady moss and polished her head.
She wore a belt studded with plaster cat and ferret skulls. Her loincloth levelled below her knees; it was cheetah fur from the Klatchian continent, and a birthday present from Detritus. On her fingers, she wore feminine dwarf rings and also wore a dwarf bracelet. All dwarf jewellery was infused with magic. On her head, she wore a fake Holy Wood tiara she'd brought home with her. It was out of a human movie, and it was designed to look ancient and mossy. Trolls loved it, including her, and she'd visited the set at least nine times before Morry and Rock dismantled it. She knew both of them, but Detritus for some reason didn't get on.
Ruby drew on a fake tattoo from Elves, You've Gotta Love Them, and borrowed a chainmail bra from The Adventures of Herrena The Brave that fitted her, and had previously fitted a male troll cross-dressing as a barbarian slave-owner.
She paraded around in front of Brick and a relaxing Detritus.
"How do I look?" she asked.
"Like a pearl," answered Detritus, without looking up much. He was still reading reports from work, or the Street Kid Football results from Carrot's team.
"Do I look like da rocking bomb?" she asked Brick.
"Yes, mam," said Brick.