Seen through my disguise

Once upon a time I wore clothes like these.
Low cut blouse, and my hem above the knees.
And now to tempt my man, a disguise I shall wear,
A different make-up, and a new style for my hair.
This change of perfume shall help me in my game.
Dabbed on my letters, it will drive my man insane.
Babooshka I will call myself, conceal identity,
I've already set the trap, he'll fall for it, you'll see.
Arrange to meet him at a cafe we once knew.
When he falls for me I'll know that we are through.
His declaration, I confess, it took me by surprise.
As though his love for me had seen through my disguise.