You see the model in this postcard — how deliriously happy she looks? And it’s not because she’s being paid to gallavant around the pages of Vogue, let me tell you. No, our gal is jolly because she’s getting to play — to grab the hem of her pink sequined dress with impunity, and swing that thing around like she’s an ‘80s New Wave version of Cinderella at the ball. Nobody told this model to sit still, shut up, and just look pretty, that’s for sure. Instead, the photographer likely yelled out for her to live as large as you can, my beauty, turn that lovely heart of yours inside out, and let yourself go wherever you dream of going. Create a fantasy in which you are the star, the point of light around which all other living things revolve. Imagine you are leaping into the arms of a lover who finds you so irresistible, he would delight in whatever sorts of crazy expression delights you. The mere suggestion that she should express this kind of carefree, authentic love freely and openly — and not just in the dark privacy of her bedroom, lest anyone observe and criticize her joy — is an audacious one, indeed! To be encouraged to put on a dazzling display of herself that held the power to bring light and love to other lovestruck or loveless souls, was such a powerful experience that our girl discovered she was, indeed, lit up from the inside. An even more delicious thought was that she could give herself this permission, any old time she dared. ❤️‍🔥—Y.B.D.