Who is the Real Ishtar?

Is she the innocent girl at her wedding, a girl on the brink of the transition from teen to woman? Or is the rejected figure stained by the title of slut the real Ishtar? If read just at face value, these questions would be impossible to answer, because our first instinct tells us that she couldn't ever be both. Reading Gilgamesh's proclamation of her character, most of us would be swayed into accepting her as the promiscuous tease he claims her to be. Each of her personalities are as incredibly different as the next, leaving us wondering what is hiding under all of the beautiful ornaments and carefully constructed face. Her journey to the underworld clears away her worldly goods and helps us to discover the person behind the mask.
The Descent of Ishtar impacted me because of the way Ishtar reacted to being stripped of her possessions. When she became "just Ishtar" I imagined her all alone in her little cell in the underworld, having to finally deal with her pure, unadorned form with no pretty baubles to disguise her from herself.
When I picture Ishtar, I remember the time that I went with my family to a Christmas ornament open house. It was for this guy who made hand-blown ornaments, and they were absolutely beautiful. There was one ornament that caught my attention. It was multifaced, and each of the first three sides had a beautiful unique design, one with swirls, one with intricate interlocking cubes, and the third with an icy, sparkely blue glaze. These three sides caught my attention, and i turned the ornament around to view the last face, and was rather suprised. Since the ornament was unfinished, the last side was just like the real Ishtar; pure glass, an undecorated, beautiful version of its original self.