"I know who you are, Peter Quill, and I am not some starry-eyed waif here to succumb to your... your pelvic sorcery!"
Last of her species, ironically turned into a weapon by the man who murdered her family (and planet). She doesn't dance. She's an assassin, and she has a planet to save.
A bright grass green matte shadow with a red duochrome.
Deadliest Woman in the Universe as listed is in a 5gr jar with sifter and screw-on lid.