Janis left last night, resplendent in her Sisley pants, three-inch heels and those elusive spectacles. A befitting way for a GG to leave for France--worrying about how she'd look in these last photographs, hating her spectacles immensely.

Although the name "glamour girls" was coined by Aunty Mabel (another glamqueen in her own right) a year or two later, it was Janis who first showed me that being glamourous and being holy can happen simultaneously. They are not opposites. For she would come in her clothes that got her in trouble with the older folk, but but be the purest, godliest example there was. And still she taught us to submit where submission was due, and dress to avoid stumbling anyone.

Now, many Cafe Cartel breakfasts and Mango tops and glam photos later, she has moved on. To the "glamourous country" as Ashley put it. Will that happen to us? Can it please happen to us? We've followed in her footsteps as long as we've been able, and now where will life take us? Will we marry the Unlikely Choice and find undreamed-of happiness? A little home with teak furniture, a life in another land, God's best in every area?

I believe we'll find out in the next couple of years.

Unapologetically a gg,
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