Well-- I don't know. In general, I guess? What's the difference?
[And he sits on the floor, settling in, legs crossed under him. This is a comfortable position; this is a position that says he's ready to stay here for at least another half-hour.]
[He bounces back a couple more steps and hauls a case down off his dresser. As far as being reassuring about masculinity goes, it's not shit, but on the plus side, it's got lots of drawers, okay. He sits down cross-legged across from Polnareff and rests his elbow on the case, chin in his hand.]
Usually I think people start with eyes. Foundation or eyes. But I sort of start where I feel like it. Whatever's going to be what I focus on most on any given day, that's what I start with, the rest is just details.
[He says it like he has any idea of what that means. He knows you can be dramatic with lips or eyes or whatever, and he's not stupid, he knows what focus means, but-- he has no idea what it means to focus on one area and let the rest be tame. But! That's what he's here to learn, or at least witness, so he nods encouragingly, like: go on.]
[Fair enough. He's honestly not anticipating Polnareff later — wasn't to start with — so he pulls out a wipe to remove what he has on. It's not much, a little mascara and a tiny amount of eyeliner, so it's gone in a few seconds, and then he goes digging for the next thing he wants. It turns out to be a tube of something. Then two. He tossesthem at Polnareff.]
Don't panic, I wouldn't put these on you. But pick one.
[The other one goes back in its little drawer, and Giorno pulls out a tiny hand mirror, small enough to fit in his palm.]
My suspicion is Jotaro might have . . . well. The quality of cosmetics here is a little suspect at the best of times. But there are lighter formulas and heavier ones. I like lighter ones because as you might have noticed, I talk a lot.
[He wrinkles his nose and slides the cap off with his thumb. It's probably not the best illustration of the procedure, because he is quite practiced at this and thus very fast, but he does what he can to slow it down a bit. It ends up perfect, because of course it does, and he presses his lips together before dropping the mirror back into his lap.]
You just follow the shape of your mouth. It's not so hard once you get used to it. Bottom lip first, then top.
[Quietly murmured, with a little grin, in response to that I talk a lot-- but then Giorno is starting, and this is honestly interesting. And when Giorno finishes, he nods in approval. He must have seen him with that lipcolor on before, but he's never really seen it before-- and it does look good, in a way that Jotaro's peach-orange hadn't.]
And it doesn't feel-- I don't know-- like it'd get on your teeth or glass or whatever?
[This time it doesn't bother him. He understands Polnareff's language a little better, he thinks — that and Fugo's arrival has left him serene, all the jagged edges of him momentarily smoothed out and filled in. He just smiles, shrugs a little.]
I like it. I like . . . well. I try different things, like I said, but bright colors are fun sometimes. Here—
[He pulls out a gold eyeliner that more or less matches. This is quick work, too, but not quite as quick; his movements are steady and concentrated. When he's done, he blinks a few times and reaches for the mascara. The end result, a few moments later, is essentially his features highlighted in gold, accented with enough black to be noticeable.]
It's not about using a lot, it's about being purposeful with it, I suppose. At least for me.
[He really isn't contributing much to this conversation, he thinks, but it's not like he knows much about it. Sports, why doesn't anyone ever talk about sports in this house? He could talk for hours about that.
Anyway. It does look good-- gold looks good on him, and there's probably some symbolic shit in that. Something about him being don-- yeah, no, definitely some symbolism going on there, but in the much more literal sense, gold really does just look good on him. Polnareff offers half a grin, eyes flicking up and down his face.]
Looks good. I dunno how you do it so quick, it took us ages with the damn eyeliner. Do you do the same thing for your nails? I mean, all-- color-coordinated?
It's just because I have practice. I don't like to do anything unless I'm good at it, so I practiced until I thought my hand was steady enough before going out with it.
[He blinks rapidly a few times until the mascara dries, then grins at Polnareff and wiggles his fingers. The nails are dark blue.]
Sometimes. But nail polish lasts a lot longer than lipstick or eyeliner, so it doesn't always match. Usually I just sort of stick to a similar palette, but — it's not that serious.
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[He steps a few feet back on his toes, still facing Polnareff, looking sort of thoughtful.]
For me? Or in general? [Because god forbid Giorno Giovanna follow a rule.]
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Well-- I don't know. In general, I guess? What's the difference?
[And he sits on the floor, settling in, legs crossed under him. This is a comfortable position; this is a position that says he's ready to stay here for at least another half-hour.]
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[He bounces back a couple more steps and hauls a case down off his dresser. As far as being reassuring about masculinity goes, it's not shit, but on the plus side, it's got lots of drawers, okay. He sits down cross-legged across from Polnareff and rests his elbow on the case, chin in his hand.]
Usually I think people start with eyes. Foundation or eyes. But I sort of start where I feel like it. Whatever's going to be what I focus on most on any given day, that's what I start with, the rest is just details.
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[He says it like he has any idea of what that means. He knows you can be dramatic with lips or eyes or whatever, and he's not stupid, he knows what focus means, but-- he has no idea what it means to focus on one area and let the rest be tame. But! That's what he's here to learn, or at least witness, so he nods encouragingly, like: go on.]
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Well . . . what did you do with Jotaro? I'll do something different so you're not seeing the same thing again.
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[He mirrors a line over the top of his eyelid, in case Giorno suddenly doesn't know what eyeliner is.]
And lipstick. Well-- he tried the lipstick, and I did a little, but I didn't like it, so mostly just him.
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[He opens the case and fiddles around in it, then pauses and looks up at Polnareff quizzically.]
Am I doing me or you?
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You first.
[And maybe, possibly, him later.]
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[Fair enough. He's honestly not anticipating Polnareff later — wasn't to start with — so he pulls out a wipe to remove what he has on. It's not much, a little mascara and a tiny amount of eyeliner, so it's gone in a few seconds, and then he goes digging for the next thing he wants. It turns out to be a tube of something. Then two. He tosses them at Polnareff.]
Don't panic, I wouldn't put these on you. But pick one.
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[Liar. But the decision takes little time at all, really, because he knows what colors he likes-- and presumably both look good on Giorno.]
The gold one.
i'm so glad i have an icon of this lipstick for some reason???
[The other one goes back in its little drawer, and Giorno pulls out a tiny hand mirror, small enough to fit in his palm.]
My suspicion is Jotaro might have . . . well. The quality of cosmetics here is a little suspect at the best of times. But there are lighter formulas and heavier ones. I like lighter ones because as you might have noticed, I talk a lot.
[He wrinkles his nose and slides the cap off with his thumb. It's probably not the best illustration of the procedure, because he is quite practiced at this and thus very fast, but he does what he can to slow it down a bit. It ends up perfect, because of course it does, and he presses his lips together before dropping the mirror back into his lap.]
You just follow the shape of your mouth. It's not so hard once you get used to it. Bottom lip first, then top.
it was waiting for this exact thread
[Quietly murmured, with a little grin, in response to that I talk a lot-- but then Giorno is starting, and this is honestly interesting. And when Giorno finishes, he nods in approval. He must have seen him with that lipcolor on before, but he's never really seen it before-- and it does look good, in a way that Jotaro's peach-orange hadn't.]
And it doesn't feel-- I don't know-- like it'd get on your teeth or glass or whatever?
it was READY
[You'd look good in reds, he doesn't say.]
But if you're worried about it, all you do is press your lips down on a napkin to get the excess off.
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[More a noise than a real word, and he makes a mental note to relay that bit of information back to Jotaro.]
I like it. On you, I mean-- I see what you mean about . . . I don't know. Drawing attention.
[It's like the skirts all over again: he means the compliment, but he doesn't have the knowledge or the vocabulary to articulate what it is he likes.]
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I like it. I like . . . well. I try different things, like I said, but bright colors are fun sometimes. Here—
[He pulls out a gold eyeliner that more or less matches. This is quick work, too, but not quite as quick; his movements are steady and concentrated. When he's done, he blinks a few times and reaches for the mascara. The end result, a few moments later, is essentially his features highlighted in gold, accented with enough black to be noticeable.]
It's not about using a lot, it's about being purposeful with it, I suppose. At least for me.
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[He really isn't contributing much to this conversation, he thinks, but it's not like he knows much about it. Sports, why doesn't anyone ever talk about sports in this house? He could talk for hours about that.
Anyway. It does look good-- gold looks good on him, and there's probably some symbolic shit in that. Something about him being don-- yeah, no, definitely some symbolism going on there, but in the much more literal sense, gold really does just look good on him. Polnareff offers half a grin, eyes flicking up and down his face.]
Looks good. I dunno how you do it so quick, it took us ages with the damn eyeliner. Do you do the same thing for your nails? I mean, all-- color-coordinated?
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[He blinks rapidly a few times until the mascara dries, then grins at Polnareff and wiggles his fingers. The nails are dark blue.]
Sometimes. But nail polish lasts a lot longer than lipstick or eyeliner, so it doesn't always match. Usually I just sort of stick to a similar palette, but — it's not that serious.