" What is this?" Kathleen asked, picking up the bottle and viewing it suspiciously.
"It's a beautifier," Pandora said.
"Bloom of Rose," Cassandra chimed in.
Kathleen gasped as she realized what it was. "It's rouge. She had never even held a container of rouge before. Setting it on the counter, she said firmly, "No."
"But Kathleen-"
"No to rouge," she said, "now and for all time."
"We need to enhance our complexions," Pandora protested.
"It won't do any harm," Cassandra chimed in. "The bottle says that Bloom of Rose is 'delicate and inoffensive'... It's written right there, you see?"
"The comments you would receive if you wore rouge in public would assuredly not be delicate or inoffensive. People would assume you were a fallen woman. Or worse, an actress."
Pandora turned to Devon. "Lord Trenear, what do you think?"
"This is one of those times when it's best for a man to avoid thinking altogether," he said hastily.
"Bother," Cassandra said. Reaching for a white glass pot with a gilded top, she gave it to Kathleen. "We found this for you. It's lily pomatum, for your wrinkles."
"I don't have wrinkles," Kathleen said with dawning indignation.
"Not yet," Pandora allowed. "But someday you will. "
― Lisa Kleypas , Cold-Hearted Rake (The Ravenels, #1)
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"It's a beautifier," Pandora said.
"Bloom of Rose," Cassandra chimed in.
Kathleen gasped as she realized what it was. "It's
rouge. She had never even held a container of rouge before. Setting it on the counter, she said firmly, "No."
"But Kathleen-"
"No to rouge," she said, "now and for all time."
"We need to enhance our complexions," Pandora protested.
"It won't do any harm," Cassandra chimed in. "The bottle says that Bloom of Rose is 'delicate and inoffensive'... It's written right there, you see?"
"The comments you would receive if you wore rouge in public would assuredly
not be delicate or inoffensive. People would assume you were a fallen woman. Or worse, an actress."
Pandora turned to Devon. "Lord Trenear, what do you think?"
"This is one of those times when it's best for a man to avoid thinking altogether," he said hastily.
"Bother," Cassandra said. Reaching for a white glass pot with a gilded top, she gave it to Kathleen. "We found this for you. It's lily pomatum, for your wrinkles."
"I don't have wrinkles," Kathleen said with dawning indignation.
"Not yet," Pandora allowed. "But someday you will." style="width:100%;margin:20px 0;"/>