Model

She used to be a model. Everyone knew that about her. If you didn’t know that and you saw her, you might not notice anything about her. She was tall, so, maybe you’d notice that. But once you knew that she used to be a model, you started looking for the glamour that you knew must be there. And if you looked for the glamour that you knew was there, you tended to keep looking until you could see it.

She used to be a model. Everyone knew that about her. And everyone knew that she was glamorous. Except that that she never was a model. That was a rumour that she had started or, at least, that she hadn’t stopped. But it did mean that everyone noticed that she was glamorous. Which was nice.