Elizabeth Taylor can’t resist the allure of Charm City. She feels sultry as she lounges on the pink, clamshell chair, pointing her pink and gray patent heels. She looks toward the door expectantly. Has her visitor arrived? No, not yet. Time to touch up her lips with shiny red gloss whether they need it or not. She licks her lips with anticipation. There. Her lips are just so. She’s ready and waiting your arrival.