She came to my boss's house for a Cash in the Attic number. All she did was Smoke, Smoke, Smoke.
She wasn't very nice at all. Very up herself and looks down her nose at you like her Sh** don't stink. Nasty piece of work.
She probably spends ages in front of the mirror getting it like that. Don't forget there are hairdressers on site to make sure everything is just right.
Its probably a person from the RNIB. (no offence meant)
I saw her at an antique show in Brentwood a couple of years back & she had spiked hair like a punk then + a v/small dog in her arms.