1930's starlet, irresistible, Aida May Lowell, maddeningly beautiful, black hair like lustrous petals in an inky bob that kissed her pewter neck, mascara as a soot filings caught in the magnetic field of her unanswerable eyes, licentious smirk, only it's power adorned but a dot of lipstick, the wavering liquid brush stroke of her body line, modest breast defined by hanging folds in the sheer fabric of her dress poured out legs, feet arched like the backs of hissing cats, <lora:MJ52:.8>