Well. I did it. Or rather, my sister did it. I finally achieved Promethea, minus her caduceus. A goddess worthy time was had, if I do say so. My sister went golden as well, channeling her inner Artemis, minus the bow. We figure our glitter was enough to make up for our lack of weaponry.
To see the "real" incarnation of Promethea, check out Alan Moore's "Promethea," from America's Best Comics.