Ellen pinned my hair back as she did the girls’ hair when they sat in this chair, chattering on about all kinds of girlish things. She used brushes and tweezers on my eyebrows, and all kinds of brushes and liners about my eyes, before finally adding thick eyelashes to my own to make me look ridiculous. I only objected when she popped holes in my ears and made me wear these huge dangling earrings. I screamed at her for ‘mutilating’ my ears.
“Oh, shut up,” Ellen snapped at me, putting a wig cap over my head, as so many girls, who’d sat where I was, had to do. “Earrings make your ears look prettier than they are. They’ll match the necklace you’ll be wearing as soon as I clear off some of the hairs on your chest.”
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