That night Pearl and I were wearing crushed velvet. Gold crushed velvet. Or maybe velour… Honey, I don’t know, whichever one of those is the cheaper fabric. I’d made Pearl a jumpsuit out of it with a top that I tried to keep fitted, so the people could see she had something. And out of the same material I’d cut myself a halter and shorts, and I took a brass chain from an old pocket watch I found at the Goodwill and I shined it up nice and wrapped it around my skinny little waist like a belt, trying to create some kind of effect.
