"Do ‘airstylists even ‘ave uniforms?" She tapped her chin in thought and grumbled to herself. Suddenly brightening up a bit, she smiled at the camera dn folded her hands. "Maybe I should officially design one! And zhen I will get money by selling all zhe designs…." She stretched her hand out dramatically and her voice took on a mysterious advertizing tone. "I can just see it now. Rosie’s brand of designer worker uniforms….I’m zhinking somezhing lavender…"