I see we've got the classic 'wannabe starlet' vanity setup, where the lights are brighter than my future. The spontaneous blob of jewelry on the table offers that 'just robbed a pirate' aesthetic. And oh, look, hydration! Because nothing says 'I care about my kidneys' like a plastic bottle front and center. Let's not overlook that mirror on mirror action – because why settle for one reflective existential crisis when you can have two? The chair looks like it's trying to make a break for it, and frankly, I don't blame it.