The sky above the grand streets of Venice is a canvas of pastel colors as the sun begins to set, casting an orange light over the buildings. In the distance, a woman with dark brown hair stands tall, in a fierce twist. Her eyes are made of soft yellow hair, and she dons a loose, shiny black eye shadow and a glittering red lipstick. Her eyes sparkle with power and intensity, as if she has crafted a masterpiece of magic in the face of a fierce gusto. Above her, a thick glass structure stands tall, surrounded by glittering lights and shimmering water. This is a place of pure power, where the essence of latex and soft light dances across the canvas.