She was wearing way too much eye shadow. It was bright blue, and it spread like bruises right up to her thin black eyebrows. Maybe that look was cool, back in the eighties, but now she just looked tacky.

Dad didn’t think so, apparently. He was staring at her like she was a supermodel, his glasses sliding a little on his sweaty nose, the hairless patch of his head catching the unflattering glow of a Noguchi lamp. (more…)