Graveyard Dirt: Two Worlds and In-between

Workin' Her Glamour

There's an egg yolk whipped with olive oil and lemon essential oil in my hair, a garlic and oat mask plastered all over my face and a silver-plated last rites anointment vessel sitting on the edge of the tub filled with extra virgin olive oil (my preferred shaving lubricant) - can I get a "OH SHIT, THE WITCH IS WORKIN' HER GLAMOUR!"?

(Italics is taking me out for Valentine's Day, so I'm getting the physical grunt work (i.e., shaving, conditioning and shaping my eyebrows) done this evening in order to focus solely on hair and make-up tomorrow (I take these things V. SERIOUS, THANK YOU). <- HE MAY OR MAY NOT LIVE TO REGRET IT; I'M PULLING OUT MY SILK STOCKINGS //AND// MY GOLD FERTILITY GOAT JEWELRY. IF IT'S A WITCH HE WANTS FOR THE 14TH, IT'S A WITCH HE GETS.)