As you arrive at the party, you peer across the ballroom to admire how beautifully dolled-up everyone has gotten, and you suddenly spot a lady in the most lovely white lace top across the room. You smile at the sparkling bracelet beneath her 3/4-length sleeves and the way she sweetly placed her sheer shirt atop a classic black sheath and velvet pumps. You turn away just as she does, giving one last glimpse over your shoulder only to catch the white enamel buttons set in a column down her back.... More
As you arrive at the party, you peer across the ballroom to admire how beautifully dolled-up everyone has gotten, and you suddenly spot a lady in the most lovely white lace top across the room. You smile at the sparkling bracelet beneath her 3/4-length sleeves and the way she sweetly placed her sheer shirt atop a classic black sheath and velvet pumps. You turn away just as she does, giving one last glimpse over your shoulder only to catch the white enamel buttons set in a column down her back. You decide you can’t hold back - you rush past the crowd and across to her, and, arriving at the reflective mirrors along the walls, you whisper a sweet compliment to her, your reflection.
