With a Capital F.
This is me, when I want to be in Daisy Buchanan’s pearls, Miss Hannigan’s (correction: Carol Burnett’s Miss Hannigan. Always.) torn sweater and Cordelia Chase’s thigh-high boots.
Smooth to touch with hardness at the base. 1920’s cheek and 1990’s hubris. Classy and raggedy.
Just the way I love it.