I Fell In Love With Beauty A

I've Always Thought That A Woman Owes It To Herself To Treat The Subject Of Her Age With Ambiguity.

All The American Women Had Purple Noses And Gray Lips And Their Faces Were Chalk White From Terrible Powder. I Recognized That The United States Could Be My Life's Work.

Daylight Reveals Color; Artificial Light Drains It.

I Can't Help From Making Money, That Is All.

It Doesn't Matter How Shaky A Woman's Hand Is. She Can Still Apply Makeup.