Two older women are reflected in the mirror of red, looking to be in their fifties, older even than their moms, atl east by appearance. If it weren't for the fact the voile was almost idenitcal to what they were now, Siv and Sylvi might not recognize their older selves at first glance, but the silvering of hair, the laugh lines... and yes, a bit of weight in the hips and rear ... though nothing to be alarmed over... can't hide that it's them when you see the rapier at older Siv's side, or the purse on Older Sylvi's arm