Defined by no one,she is her own creation— fearless andstrong. Blazingthrough the worldshe expresses herstoryas she wants.
Red lipstick. Long shiny hair.Pearlson sun-kissed velvet skin.Honey tasteon lips.Satin touch. Smokey eyes. Strawberries andchocolate. She is ourfemme.
Champagnein crystalglasses. Vintagediamonds. Candle light on asummer evening. A full moonnight.
Aspringnight on aParisian balcony. Claude Sautet's heroines.She is our femme.
When theydare to tell herall the things shecannotbe, she smiles and says,“I am bothpoison andwoman.You cannotstop me.”