Sabriyah the Teenage Witch

My mum was talking to me the other day (yes, another story about my mum’s troubles/confessions/curiosities) about glamour. Not the magazine, but the other thing. I told her that I thought she was glamorous and so did a lot of her friends, but she then said that she didn’t try to be and didn’t know why people thought that about her. Personally, I think she was just trying to cover up her delight at this news with modesty. But, I took her comment seriously being the good daughter that I am told her you’re just have that air of glamour. But, can people have an air of glamour? Like a natural one? It must be the way they hold themselves, the way they walk and most importantly how they dress. I always associate fur and sunglasses with glamour (now you see the relevance of this photo). It’s kind of a luxury. I don’t agree with people who think celebrities (or anyone really) are silly for wearing sunglasses at inappropriate times. I like wearing sunglasses, because it makes you feel different (and you can check out guys without them knowing, not that I’ve ever done that before). We also talk about glamours, which disguise things from reality. And although, when used in different contexts the word means different things, I think there is a link.