The other night, an attractive young woman approached me regarding my up-coming art show, "The Illusion of Glamour".
She said with an self-amused all-knowing look, "You mean, YOU'RE going to try to look "glamourous"? Then she laughed.
She just didn't get it. No, I'm not talking Channel runway models here, although we can always steal an idea or two from them.
To me, a bum off the street could put a cardboard box on his head, and this would be high-concept glamour.
A child could wear the contents of his toy box, and this would bring the glamour quota through the roof.
Lawn ornaments, silverware, or a simple muumuu bedecked with ivy would be stunning.
All this, with the addition of some artillery to celebrate "Armed Forces" Day,
and the Illusion is complete.