There’s no glimmer with our glamazon. She’s the glambassador of Intersexuality. The land of zoom where all creatures are fun and wise. Where did this artsexual come from?
The gutter would be fashionable, but that’s not it.
You could say Venus came from Cool City. And you’d be right. She’s been chilling in Cool City until the eggs of genius hatched. And we love a smart chick.
It all started with art and heart. A growth through the wonders of the free mind. Venus always saw the pinnacle of acceptance would come from those who adore the oomp of the new and wonderful.
She is the product of a rampant imagination that found itself applying to all areas of beauty, business and enterprise. There was something missing though. She found it in the wardrobe of deluxe fabrication. The wow factor made her whole. Her fate was to be a femme. The proper use of the femme fatale if the truth to be known.
Out of the shell came Venus. The fashionistic.
And with such impact. She has rocketed to the galaxy of untold glamour and panache.
Never has an emergence been quite so fun and phallic. Riding a rocket, the glamazon… you do the math.
In the distance behind this rocketing star are strewn her huge careers in music, design, fashion, make-up, hair and all the other dazzlers.
Enter now, please, the Glamazone.
Venus Virgin Tomarz has eclipsed everything.
The glamburger with the lot.
Ian Buckland - Wordsmith - Copyright 2016