femme fatale

A spray of freckles and bashful demeanor are just a few tell-tale signs that I am not a femme fatale - I am the Betty to Veronica, the Mary Ann to Ginger. I've accepted this and there's something to be said of the absolute confidence, swagger of seduction and dash of theatricality captured by femme fatale types. They are the antithesis of damsels in distress. Below are some photos from the vogue website that have the va-va-voom of vixens.