A little dollop of Montaigne has fallen from her cake and landed here. Rochelle could be nothing else. She looks just as much a delicate confection, as well. Her makeup expertly applied and pale, her hair done into high towers of gold like spun sugar. Lips painted a vivid red. She favors fashionably tight corsets and layers of gorgeous silks. Whatever she is wearing it is the height of fashion at the moment, doubtless from the finest tailors on the streets of Charouse. And no matter what, it looks good on her. Then again, her figure might make a barley sack look good. Jewels and precious metals drape over her like a waterfall of riches.

The only item she always favors are gloves. Shoulder length, perfectly fit, of crimson red silk. And if you need help knowing what that means, there's simply nothing Rochelle can do for you.

Soundtrack
Barrett Wilbert Weed, Erika Henningsen - Apex Predator
Billie Elish - Bad Guy
Beyoncé - Formation
Cardi B - Bodak Yellow
Nicki Minaj - Chun Li
Nicki Minaj - Barbie Dreams
Billie Elish - All the Good Girls Go to Hell