Hair done, smirk on, playlist in both ears. By the door I am Els. The flat sees the other one applying the whole bloody face.
Tag: armour
Mirror app, bad light, someone watching. That is the commute. Warehouse to a night out, carriage as dressing room. This city gives you no pause.
Warehouse face off, night face on, sometimes both in one single day. This city lets you be two people if your makeup bag keeps up.