I don't see Naomi Campbell and necessarily think, "Empress."
This is something that bothers me.
At the end of the summer, Dolce & Gabbana released five fragrances named after tarot cards. Being a bit of a sucker for scents and ditto for the Tarot, I was completely intrigued.
Most of the scents I frankly found a little blah. If a perfume is to be based upon the Tarot, I kind of expected it (or them) to be grand and maybe even a little over the top and garish. Instead, they are mostly understated: the kind of perfumes you could wear every day and not think much of them, for better or for worse. I did buy one of them –but that is a topic for another day.
Needless to say at this point, however, I did not buy 3-L'Impératrice, though it was kind of pretty.
The Empress is the card that relates more classically to women as matrons, mothers, etc.; in other words, this card is less unsettling than yesterday's.
And so, Naomi Campbell and her crackpot, tantrum-prone self just doesn't jell with the idea of a representation of a definitely more wide-hipped and flabby-bellied self than she portrays.
Yeah. That's it. That's all I've got for now. Technically I do have more– there is a part of me that is kind of itching to know exactly why some people in the modeling world keep on recycling themselves beyond the point of interest, but I think reinvention is more in the realm of the Wheel of Fortune. Let's face it: there are some cards that are more appealing than others. And there are some cards that speak to me more than others.
Incidentally, I feel I should talk more about yesterday. But…. let's just say that I am running on a major sleep deficit, so this is all going to have to wait until the weekend. Because this theme is fertile, but at this point I am starting to realize that I'm doing this NaBloPoMo just for the discipline of the writing exercise and not so much for the deep pearls that are dropping from my fingertips.