Stylized portrait of a glamorous woman in a white dress, golden gloves, and feather headpiece, covered in golden glitter.

Carmen stands out like a golden, shimmering beacon of glam — the kind of girl that makes jaws drop and tongues wag the moment she enters the racecourse grounds. Her makeup is unapologetically bold: sculpted, contoured, and caked to perfection. Her foundation is thick, matte, and flawlessly airbrushed, with a warm undertone that blends seamlessly into her ultra-dark, gleaming tan. There's intense highlighter down the bridge of her nose, across her cheekbones, and even on her collarbones — she glows, even in the shade. Her brows are razor-sharp, filled in with dramatic arches that frame heavily smoked eyes. False lashes, impossibly thick and long, fan out like feathers, brushing her brow bone when she blinks. Her eyeshadow is a daring combination of bronze, gold, and deep brown, dragged high above the crease in a cut-glam look that screams TOWIE. Her lips are plumped and overlined in a pinky-nude gloss, sticky and shimmering. Her tan is wet-looking and shimmery, like she’s just been oiled down. There’s a fine mist of golden sparkle across her shoulders, cleavage, and thighs. You can see it catching the sun, clinging to the edges of her body in dramatic contrast to the ivory dress she wears. That dress clings too — bodycon tight, ruched around the hips, and just barely long enough to be considered race-day appropriate. It rides up when she walks, revealing the tops of her sheer, high-shine glossy tights, which reflect light with every step. Her champagne opera-length gloves See more