My muse

This is Ian, my husband and my muse. For the sake of my art, he has donned himself in pastel shades of pink, he has sucked on a cigar as a wayward clown (after 5 years of kicking the habit) and wrapped himself in a frilly negligee, complete with rouge and and high heels.When a man is willing to do all of this for you, you know he really must love you.  (Small amounts of bribery may also be required).