Her Costume

“I’m going to suggest that you put some more work into your costume.”

“Why? What’s wrong with it,” Liz asks as she gives herself a once over in the mirror hanging on the door to her bedroom.

“There’s nothing wrong... but it could be more eye-catching. Right now you look like a perfectly normal 50s housewife, but what if you turn it up to 11? Add some frills to the dress and maybe an apron. Get some big faux-pearl earrings. Really glamorous make-up that even the people in the back row can see. I don’t know if you have a set already but instead of elastic tights you could wear a garter belt.”

Liz is following along with what you’re saying but doesn’t seem fully convinced.

“It’s like a present with fancy wrapping,” you say. “We want to savour removing the layers. Bear in mind that people are not coming to this show to see your body without much clothing on. They are coming to see you go through the process of removing your clothes one by one in a playful way. If I want to see a naked lady, I’ve got millions of them at my fingertips already.”

You pull out your phone and do a quick image search to prove your point.

“That’s just nudity. That’s just body parts. But drawing attention to what you’re wearing makes the costume more important to the audience. And if the costume is important then what you do with it is also important. And in this case what you’re doing is ever so carefully removing it to who what’s underneath.”

Liz takes a moment to mull it over.

“Okay. Know where I can find a frilly apron at this hour?”