When will the nightmare end…. everywhere you look, old, old pasty fleshtone lips. I like lipstick.
You get dropped down into the 18th century — what on earth — don’t they see how stupid those wigs look? Can’t the see that dirty horsehair and powder and sweat aren’t pretty? I look around now, and see everyone (increasingly men, too) in the grip of a belief that they can’t have grey hair. Brownier browns and brassier tones than nature intended, up to but often not including the root, on everyone regardless of age. They look sad and desperate, like the promise of shopping at Forever 21 will really come through for them. Hard to know how to look at 43, when there is no person currently alive in this country in this increasingly desperately highlighted decade who looks 43. Take home message: 43 is bad? Grey hair bad? But pasty lips good?
