After a serious car accident, my body, physically affected, naturally became a tool for studying the reality. I’m stitching a painful performative process in colorful sweet aesthetics, taken from the visual code of the beauty industry, to tell about the oppression of feminine body. In the modern world, Beauty is god. A deity that requires frequent sacrifice. I’m covering my body in wax to become a votive figure, to beseech the deity to make me beautiful. The cult of Beauty spreads through virtual reality, gaining millions of followers. For many, the depiction of an appealing body becomes the only pursuit, a commodity to be monetized in an unprecedented way. Since the earliest times, people have used wax, as medium with unique ability to simulate the feel of human flesh, to create lifelike reproductions of man. Votives are offerings placed in places of worship to gain healing and protection or to give thanks.