The other day, I was driving with my friend, and I was rather grumpy, and she out-of-the-blue looked at me and told me that I looked like Audrey Hepburn (likely the over-sized shades and the red scarf around my neck.)
She is my inspiration for this; see Charade if you need any more proof.
She’s the whimsical, not the femme fatale, of this genre of Internation Women of Mystery. Femme fatale is great and all, but I can’t pull it off. I’m far too light-hearted. Audrey Hepburn it is, then.
I’ll try to show you what I mean sometime with some photos.
