If you rush I stay in my head fixing my face. Give me a minute to get stupid. That is when it gets good both.
Tag: performance
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.
Good coat, dead eyes, phone already out. I do it too. The city rewards looking sorted. It never even asks if you even slept tonight.
If it is all serious I tense up fast. Filthy and funny is the mix. I come easier when I am not bloody posing about.
Good coat, dead eyes, fashion week spillover on a Tuesday. Then the doors open and we are all just late. Glamour had a time limit.