Peaches and Cream

I have this vivid memory of being in the Sydney Wheels and Dollbaby store when I was twelve. This sassy woman with a platinum blonde bouffant and clacky mules told me in an unmistakable smoker's voice that I had beautiful skin - just like peaches and cream - and that I should never ever smoke. All I remember thinking is that I wanted to be exactly like her when I grew up.