Milfania | [ep.1] М—°мљµ Л‹¤мљґлўњл“њ В» Socigame

Elena looked at her reflection. She saw the fine lines around her eyes—the "laugh lines" that agents used to tell her to Botox into oblivion. She saw the silver streak she’d finally stopped dyeing. To her, they weren't flaws; they were the topography of a life actually lived.

During the Q&A, a young journalist asked, "How does it feel to finally have your 'comeback'?" Elena looked at her reflection

"Nervous?" Elena smiled, a slow, predatory thing. "No, darling. I’m hungry." they weren't flaws