First off, her name is Werbowy. Never has a name been so well suited to its bearer. She was born in Poland to Ukrainian parents and grew up in Canada, in and of itself an endearing lifestory. She looks like a green-eyed cat. Just look at her. She’s a transformer. Modeling is all about inhabiting roles, and this one’s so good at it. She looks like a nymph. Or a leopard. Some kind of slinky animal. And, uh, her little ears are cute. (I don’t like it when I see girls on the runway with ears like Dumbo – if a model has huge ears, don’t style her hair so they stick out [but runway styling has nothing to do with flattering the girl, sadly.]) Mystique, that’s what she’s got. That’s what a good model needs to have. Movie stars have not mystique anymore. When you see a picture of someone beautiful who makes who stop and stare, and then you’re forced to know what they had for breakfast, the name of their dog, and where the go to buy coffee – that’s the opposite of glamor. Something should be left to the imagination. A beautiful image should tantalize the mind. That’s what we have models for. We know them, a little, but not too much. That’s glamor. And Daria is going to be around a long time, unless she chooses not to.