at the artists room gazing she imagines she isΒ a model. I feel for her insecurity with mousy curls and mascara inexpertly applied Her green scarf at times almost tugs at her throat as if it had a will of its own almost pressing what's your problem, but exactly what is this notional problem? torn between a wish to blend in and cover oneself in the shade envisaging prying eyes and bruising hands the intended model drew a blank she could be her own steeley person