“do you think this bun is high enough?” she can’t help the hands that fidget up in her locks in the mirror, doe eyes squinting up at the sight of her own reflection. “i’m trying out a new look, you know, to strike more B A L A N C E in my appearance; ‘fashion feng shui’ –– less is more, or something like that?” ( it’s worth noting that she’s only read bits && pieces of what feng shui is actually MEANT to be –– but sua digresses, regardless ). “my yoga meditator says that the key to harmony is to be BALANCED, after all ... ah, yes, i think i’ve got it!” she proclaims suddenly, triumphant smile cutting through her own words as she turns around to face her companion. “now ––– what do you say to getting some KALE smoothies, petal? my treat!”









