Disguise
for CRHBlack
There's a certain attitude people have toward her, men have toward her. So many are incapable of seeing the difference between her selling an illusion and selling herself. The tabloids say things, and everyone has an opinion about her, uninformed by even a scrap of truth.
Mari tells herself she's used to it. All part of the job, to smile and swallow the hurt. To not mind when complete strangers assume she's vapid, assume she's for sale.
In her costume, she's free to fight and run and protect and be. No one understands she saves the masks for the runway.