Reviving my Blog with a Short Story

A potpourri of the scents of expensive perfume, hair gel, and cherry flavoured lipstick wafted throughout the hall. Incessant chattering ensued as one sees familiar faces - allies - entering the zone. These women were clad in stylish and expensive pieces of clothing, while holding on to their designer bags as if it was their most prized possession. Thick cosmetic material clung to their skin, to cover the inevitable, what age had already brought about. Each of them eyed the next person to come in suspiciously, treating each like her rival - a foe. This is modern psychological warfare.