Aunt Prudence would consider that an insult, but to Phryne, it's nothing of the sort. She much prefers striking to plain, interesting to usual, and is always fascinated by the very new and most modern. The world keeps changing, rolling along and along into the bright future, and she wants to be at the front of that wild ride.
Her own hair is a neat, silky cap of black strands that curl at her cheeks and bare the nape of her neck; currently, it's set under a cream-colored bucket hat with a narrow brim that frames her face. "I can't say I have, but they look marvelous on you."
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"It's very striking."
Aunt Prudence would consider that an insult, but to Phryne, it's nothing of the sort. She much prefers striking to plain, interesting to usual, and is always fascinated by the very new and most modern. The world keeps changing, rolling along and along into the bright future, and she wants to be at the front of that wild ride.
Her own hair is a neat, silky cap of black strands that curl at her cheeks and bare the nape of her neck; currently, it's set under a cream-colored bucket hat with a narrow brim that frames her face. "I can't say I have, but they look marvelous on you."