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23 pages, Kindle Edition
First published April 27, 2016
‘There should always be more to look at than anyone can catch, that sense of being doomed to miss something wonderful; that’s how a presentation becomes a show.’

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The one who was kind married a prince, and spent the rest of her life granting audiences and coughing up bouquets and necklaces for the guests. The one who refused was driven into the forest, where there was no one who wanted anything fetched, and she could spit out a viper any time she needed venom, and she never had to speak again.*This short story skewers the fashion industry and the inhumane way models are sometimes treated, extrapolating from some disturbing trends in the current industry and taking them to their extremes to highlight both the cruelty and the nonsensical and illusory nature of many aspects of this business. “La beauté sans vertu” is rather light on the speculative elements, but it is a haunting tale with lovely writing and some very pointed humor. The title, which translates as “Beauty without Virtue,” evokes John Keats’ memorable Romantic era poem La Belle Dame Sans Merci, but here it is the models who have the death-pale faces and starved lips.
“It will fall apart,” Rhea explains to her in a voice like a church, as the six assistants ease Maria into the gown and weave the entry panel closed. “It’s supposed to. This is the chrysalis from which the moth emerges and takes flight. Help it.”
Maria looks at the mirror, where the last two assistants are looping the final threads. Rhea’s looking at the mirror too, her eyes brimming with tears, and Maria realizes this must be a masterpiece, that she must be wearing something that will be important later. It’s important that this fragility turn into a pile of thread and reed hoops, because nothing beautiful lasts."
