Refinement. Class. Delicacy and Elegance.

Other things I learned in Finishing School. You know, aside from my nice, tinkling laugh.

The school has since been shut down.

For obvious reasons, no?

Is there no limit to the shame I willingly bring onto myself?

**Edited: It should be noted that these are children's goggles. Hence the upturned nose, general squishiness of the face, and squinty eyes. Thank you.