"I don't know quite what you mean with 'big and sexy'," Lust told her, pushing her back down to sit. "But I have an idea. Just don't complain about pulling."
There was a lot of work that went into the look, even though by the end it was supposed to appear natural. She brushed, then straightened, then brushed, then curled, and then combed through again, with products between and a final hairspray later to keep it all perfect. She turned Sloth to face the mirror so she could behold her new look.
"And I'm done," Lust said, putting down the hairspray definitively and reaching into the bag for a pair of low heels, in a burnt orange to match the dress. She tossed them near Sloth's feet. "You're my fucking masterwork."