No, I'm not joking, and if you're laughing, something has gone fundamentally wrong.
It's not about just another pretty face and body. In LA, those are a dime a dozen, most of which have undergone major modifications and are therefore neither of use nor value because looking at them is like looking at an army of clones. Pleasant on the same aesthetic level on which plastic flowers range. Out of sight, out of mind.
What we want is to create a long-lasting effect. Plant deep-rooted desire paired with a glimmer of hope that said desire may be satisfied. The company wants an image of perfection, awe-inspiring and haunting.
I can't think of anyone better for this job. Can you?