"GLAMOUR"

I've decided to depict a make-believe screen goddess as my illustration of glamour. She isn't anyone in particular, but I am a fan of old Hollywood, so there's probably a bit of Hepburn, Bacall, Lake, Oberon, and others in her. She looks a bit sad because reality exists behind the facade. This may sound a bit cynical, but to me, glamour isn't real. It exists the world of make-believe. A world of protocol, perfect lighting, high fashion, cosmetic artists, extravagance, abundance. An exclusive and elaborate creation reserved for a select few. The beautiful. The rich. The well-bred. The lucky. But what makes glamour appealing is it's ability to inspire dreams and possibilities in all of us. Knowing that it's all a fantasy makes it that much more accessible to me. And in that ironic way, more real.