A Bold Silhouette

Cardio is handled. Sound check is done. Now it's about striking the right visual. On the lowest shelf of the bookcase, a heavy glass prism paperweight was catching the afternoon sun and throwing razor-sharp rainbow slices across a stack of dark notebooks. Perfect. I stepped right into the spectrum, plant-footed on the matte black leather, and locked my arm into a high, confident pose with the microphone angled back. My sequins scattered the colored glare into fierce crimson flares across the spines. Looking lethal doesn't take all day when your angles are this clean.