I have to admit that I was in love with her also. But about 30 years ago I received a job to photograph Diana Ross. I was hired by a company that asked me to photograph other entertainers which I did too. I’m not gonna mention the entertainers or the company but part of the Diana Ross thing. I was not allowed to speak to her. I had to do all the conversing through her English security company. It left a really bad taste in my mouth about Diana Ross even till this very moment. She played the diva role to the hilt.
I can imagine how these self-obsessed women feel after they age to fat, bags-under-the-eyes, messes. With Diana Ross’s case, as a photographer myself, I imagine her photos as well-cropped, photoshopped adjustments to hide her flaws—fake images by the fake industry.