Eliza styled Doris in a tight pair of pants and sweater that matched. It looked like a one piece when she looked in the mirror and was much more fitted than she would ever normally wear. She let her hair flow down her back and pinned half of it back before she added a bit of makeup to her face. They weren’t leaving until night time, but Eliza insisted she get ready now to prepare herself for the day. Her coat had a hole or two that Eliza made right in front of her to let them know she was poor. Did the ill-fitted clothes also mean that? Doris wasn’t...