Word: lipsticks
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Dates: during 1990-1999
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There is even a mildly subversive touch. Some of the skinny, tired-looking models who wear them have very short blond hair and bear a more than passing resemblance to Mia Farrow in Rosemary's Baby. Purposely the hair is not quite groomed and the garish lipstick is mildly askew. Perhaps some of these busy women are not quite coping. Or maybe it's just as the designer said: They're bad girls...
MOST YOUNG CHILDREN LIKE TO play dress-up, parading around the house in their dad's wing tips or smearing their mom's lipstick all over their face. But for a few youngsters, usually boys, this childhood rite is more than a game. They are obsessed with their mother's clothes and wear them at every opportunity. It is as if a part of their mind were trying to erase the maleness of their body and allow an inherent femaleness to emerge. As they grow older, their discomfort with their gender often increases, until finally they turn to doctors...
...left lipstick imprints the shape of grateful rub bery...
...prom queen. Her eyes are fixed in a cutesy-predatory gaze that evokes and parodies the early Ann-Margret and her cinema avatars Melanie Griffith and Drew Barrymore. Her voice has the blithe assurance of someone who has never been told no. On her teeth is a little lipstick residue, like unlicked blood. She's got It, and she knows how to peddle it. In this small-town, pastel-pretty version of Network, Suzanne strides toward her dream job--anchorwoman--knowing but not caring that she is resented, even hated. "I always knew who I was and who I wanted...
...coworkers in the magazine world are particularly powerful. Through her career we get to know the editors who ruled the fashion world, their failings, and their habits. With one line, descriptions scattered throughout, Cantwell is able to satisfy all we need to know of these women who put lipstick on before talking to a man on the phone. She tells us of her editor-in-chief, "the morning after her red-faced, old New York husband's sudden death, she came to the office and sat at her desk, a red pencil in hand. Nobody interrupted her; we knew...