Cropped at the wrist and just about touching the sleeping man, every hand seems busy and engaged in each of their assigned tasks. Starting from top to bottom, the edge of a shirt cuff attached to a masculine hand pushes down on the nozzle of a short, red can of hairspray aimed at the top Nixon’s dark, slicked-back, receding hairline. Their aim achieves success once the cone of aerosol mist reaches its intended destination- at the peak of the head. Overlapping the first, the second in the column of hands holds a small makeup brush with its pincher fingers. A cluster of tiny hairs on the end of the metallic brush align with Nixon’s thick, but sleek eyebrows, moving in to tickle the bridge of his nose. Going down the column, a third, and more feminine hand with pink nail polish on the thumbnail overlaps the previous one. Holding a light pink fluffy ball, usually used to powder one’s face, the hand makes an attempt to kiss the tip of Nixon’s nose, but decides to pause for a moment. The last and lowest in the column overlaps the soft puffball, making the entire hand visible to the viewer.