R.S.V.P. — Upholstery FabricThe statue, propped on two pillows to have a view of the computer screen, just stared with its blank eyes, stupidly attached to a Platonic Ideal. The girl put a milk silk bow around the figurines neck and the statue seemed to relax a bit still formal, but less serious. It watched the screen from its pedestal, expressionless, as the reality stars sat around in sweatpants. They were pulled and puffed, slathered in thick flesh talc, shaking dressing into