Her face is beautifully sculpted and seamless, but her eyes are mismatched: the right iris is pale grey, and the left is equally-pale jade and fractionally smaller. If one pays close attention, it also seems that her right arm is slightly longer than the left, and her right hand also more slender and long-fingered. Her hair seems authentic enough, at least, with loose waves of platinum blond falling to her shoulder blades.
She is wearing entirely pink, matched to the color of her built-in shoes and stockings. Her sequinned gown is floor-length, but slit along each thigh up to her waist. A second gown, pink silk like her stockings, shows beneath, cut only slightly larger than than the one over it. The straps of both gowns refuse to stay put on her shoulders and hover slackly around the tops of her arms, superfluous to the task of holding up her dress. Opera gloves that match her stockings are scrunched a bit on her arms, forming some elegant folds.
She holds a long, ebony cigarette holder between the fingers of left hand, and smoke drifts up from the lit cigarette with each slow gesture she makes. The scent from it is sweetly herbal; not the smell of tobacco and tar.
Olivia's appearance can vary widely as she swaps parts, but certain basics remain: She is always human-like, fair-skinned, and female. Her various outfits are based on the pin-up art of Olivia DeBerardinis.
She has finally begun to undertake some changes, though she is somewhat cautious and conservative in the changes she undergoes. Altis provided her with some traits that allow her an increased range of expressiveness. Her overall manner is still quiet and sensual, but she displays more warmth and affection than before. She occasionally gives herself over to very strong reactions, enjoying the ability to cry or to laugh out loud.
Olivia currently operates a small Speakeasy in the back alleys of Down, extending hospitality to anyone who might be looking for a more quiet, private place to unwind than the Heliquary.