For once, I feel like I ought to say thank you, to whoever comes up with curses.

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I could swear they were more comfortable yesterday, though.

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[Hair wild and legs bare, Cameron's sitting on the floor in the midst of a huge sprawl of bits and pieces of beautiful things, focused and indecisive. One by one she opens little jars of color; considering, deciding against, trying another. A few pairs of shoes-- nicer than the nice ones she habitually wears, not work shoes by any stretch-- are tossed haphazardly around her.

Cameron sets a tube of lipstick down beside the device, and notices the light. She just looks amused, picking it up. The picture wavers as it becomes a closeup. She's wearing the slightest of smirks, her eyes already darkly lined and shaded-- more makeup, it's safe to say, than she usually wears in a week.]

I can't decide what to wear.

[And with that, click; no more show for you, City. For now.]

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Whoever left these for me, thank you for the thoughtful gift.




[ooc; responses will come while she's dancing. SHOES- HER ONE WEAKNESS, HOW DID YOU KNOW?!]