Scientists have yet again trumpeted that they've found the secret to facial beauty. There's a golden ratio, apparently, or some such nonsense that brings to mind men in lab coats and slide rulers measuring the distance of a woman's eyes down to the micron. We know that there's a lot more to beauty than numbers on a ruler, and that when each of us looks at the face of a truly beautiful woman, we see values looking back at us. In this gallery of Veronica, we see wisdom and innocence together, sensuality and seriousness, fun and forthrightness. When the light dances across her face in the right way, we see the glint of intelligence and confidence and the sparkle of amusement that reminds us all of what we most cherish. And you won't find that on any slide rule. To truly measure beauty is to look into one's own soul - start by looking into Veronica's as she lounges in the last light of a summer's day.