“marsha lord” places a curvaceous woman before a full-length mirror, admiring and worshipping her own body. In “marsha lord” she cups heavy breasts, then turns to watch her fingers disappear from behind. The dual view in “marsha lord” is mesmerizing—reflections multiplying every moan and gyration. She rides her hand harder in “marsha lord”, mirror fogging with heated breaths until a powerful orgasm ripples through her. “marsha lord” turns self-love into breathtaking performance art.