“Isn't that the problem? That women have been swindled for centuries into substituting adornment for love, fashion (as it were) for passion?... All the cosmetics names seemed obscenely obvious to me in their promises of sexual bliss. They were all firming or uplifting or invigorating. They made you tingle. Or glow. Or feel young. They were prepared with hormonesor placentas or royal jelly. Allthe juice and joy missing in the lives of these women wereto be supplied by the contentsof jars and bottles. No wonder they would spend twenty dollars for an ounce of face makeup or thirty for ahalf-ounce of hormone cream. What price bliss? Whatprice sexual ecstasy?”
