“Mirror, mirror on the wall, who is the fairest of them all?” Elizabeth asks her bedroom mirror immediately when she wakes up. “In your circle of friends, among your relatives, and in the office none is as fair as you.” “That’s what I thought,” she says and begins getting ready for work. After she’s done, she takes her handbag and rushes out the door. She rolls down her car window in traffic and yells, “Will you get a move on? Clear the way for the fairest of them all.” A makanga in an adjacent matatu groans with boredom and a woman in a Volkswagen looks at her peculiarly. She shrugs, they don’t know the burden of carrying the weight of the fairest of them all. She gets to the office and immediately goes to the bathroom. She touches her makeup before sitting at her desk. She’s a junior advertising executive at a printing company at Industrial Area but the senior position is what she’s really after. “Just tell me who I need to sleep with?” she had asked Beth who was recently promoted.
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