Free The Passion Agency by Rebecca Lee Page B

that that she turned on her old
computer. She could barely wait for it to boot up.
     
    Beauty Lies and Rachel Evans had spoken to her from
the radio and it impacted her on that true emotional level.
     
    In essence, as Donna aged, she saw her worth diminish
socially. She saw the next generation of girls who were younger and
who wore the right clothes a certain way. Donna was jealous she
couldn’t be what she always was.
     
    Any message that could give Donna hope for a whole
new way for people to look at what is beautiful had her
attention.
     
    She watched Rachel’s simple before and after videos
of the power of surgically applied make up. One of them even
featured a man who was made up to look like a woman.
     
    She came out beautiful.
     
    The idea being that none of this is real and much of
it is off limits to people of average means. Also there was the
idea that men don’t know natural beauty because generations of them
have been raised without ever having been exposed to it. Beauty is
youth, make up, cookie cutter styles, and hiding the real you
behind a mask. It was all designed to manipulate.
     
    Donna felt there was something big and cosmic with
this idea. She knew a big idea was what it would take to make
money.
     
    She believed she could share such an idea and move
people to change their minds.
     
    She didn’t know how to make money off it. Still.
     
    It was always the same problem.
     
    She wanted to talk to Rachel Evans.
     
    She sent her a private message, not knowing if it
would get to her target. As Rachel pointed out at the end of her
interview on the radio earlier in the night, she wasn’t available
everywhere. No email. No Facebook. No personal blog site. Just this
video platform which she never left comments on.
     
    “We need to see the truth and stop worshipping fake.
Show men what is beautiful.” was the description.
     
    Donna took more time and care in putting this email
together then she did in writing cover letters to all those
prospective employers the last couple weeks.
     
    “Rachel,
     
    My name is Donna Casteel. I heard your interview
tonight on local radio here in Los Angeles. I think your concepts
are amazing. The beauty lie videos capture what I already knew and
many many women are frustrated by. I believe you have a powerful
message and that is clear by your nearly 2 million hits on
Youtube.
     
    I’d like to talk to you about sharing your message in
an even more powerful way. I think we can actually change the way
people think about beauty and redefine it. It could change the
worlds of so many women who are suffering and so many men who are
suffering by chasing fantasy too.
     
    I honestly don’t know how yet, but I know I want to
be part of spreading your message. Could you write me back so we
could talk more?
     
    About me. I am 41 and lived all my life in Los
Angeles. I am past my prime unless I cake on the make up and even
then.
     
    It’s personal with me. I have a beautiful young
daughter who I want to feel fully confident she can live her life
free of these burdens. She doesn’t wear makeup and she shouldn’t
have to be desired by great men.
     
    My email is [email protected] .
     
    I can’t wait to hear from you!
     
    Donna.
     
     
     

 
     
    Chapter 14--Trickery
     
    Donna woke up the next morning excited about her big
idea.
     
    It was a little like being in love except it felt
more like she actually owned this fully. Love was always her
ultimate ego steroid.
     
    Being pursued by Chris, a pro jock with a great body
was intoxicating. The lesson that kept getting reinforced in her
mind was that she wasn’t very good at what came next in the
process.
     
    She still believed in love. She longed for it. The
wanted the soft but firm touch of a man she was wildly in love with
and attracted to.
     
    But life was taking her in an exciting direction. She
could feel it.
     
    That’s why a strange text message to Donna's phone
received the next morning was