Behind the curtain

Braving blinding camera flashes from behind the dark oversized diamond-studded glares; dodging paparazzi who chase her round the clock seeking titbits of her clandestine affairs.

Strutting down the red carpet in sky-high Christian Louboutin(s), flaunting perfectly bronzed décolletage in long curve-hugging velveteen(s).

Smokey eyelids; lips painted with the deepest shade of crimson; wavy locks gathered up in French-style high buns.

Her beautiful face, with a carefully crafted smile, staring back from the covers of glitzy celeb mags, asking readers to donate funds to her charitable organizations.

“Remember, fame is short-lived, so, don’t get used to it,” her mother, while lying on the deathbed, had sown this little piece of wisdom in her head.

Written for In Other Words, sow…