Sycorax Pine: Oh my god, D. I want these SO MUCH.
D: What are they?
Sycorax Pine: False eyelashes. They're cut according to traditional Chinese motifs. See, these are peonies. And these are tiny horse heads!
D: Honey... [He leans in close, and whispers tenderly in my ear.] They're abominations.
|On what occasion would I wear these, you might ask?|
The eyelash makes its own occasion, I'd reply, with a repressive glare and a flirtatious bat.