Anyone peeking inside Lara's wardrobe would probably assume that they were looking at the mixed articles of two very different women. In some ways that would be right. On one hand, there's the wardrobe of the sultry siren who is endlessly confident, especially with her body: there's no hemline too high or neckline too low. The other is the wardrobe that comes with her new roles of stepmother, wife, and homemaker. Or more like the wardrobe that she thinks that she ought to wear as that.