Oh how i love the Lady's look. Death brushing your elbows by way of her beguiling eyebrows. Somehow i cannot help but make the mental connection that the retro femme fatale in previous photo personas has evolved to become the personification of Mistress Morte, the incomparable Katrina which we see here. As if a Bad girl has by untoward means usurped the role of ultimate arbitrator and plans to make some major changes in the way she administers and deals out death. There is a fire in this femme fatale of forever's eyes which seems to reflect flickering flames of all the previous rule books like the Egyptian book of the dead and all the other former treatise on the art of living and dying having been burned on a raging pyre lit by the Lady as she brings some new ways of doing into the process of putting all our lights out.