The Voice-Over Dress

She slinks over to the table and pours herself a flute of champagne. Its bubbles rattle against the glass. Though every eye in the room has followed her movement, she is cool, confident, and impeccably dressed, wearing a sultry, black and sand frock, a veiled hat, back-seamed stockings, and midnight heels. The noir lace that creeps up her frock's center front and back and the bow of black satin that sits atop its integrated waistband make her figure gut-wrenchingly beautiful, and not a soul ca... More

She slinks over to the table and pours herself a flute of champagne. Its bubbles rattle against the glass. Though every eye in the room has followed her movement, she is cool, confident, and impeccably dressed, wearing a sultry, black and sand frock, a veiled hat, back-seamed stockings, and midnight heels. The noir lace that creeps up her frock's center front and back and the bow of black satin that sits atop its integrated waistband make her figure gut-wrenchingly beautiful, and not a soul can take their eyes off her. An admirer from across the room sets out in her direction, and she smiles to herself, ready to play an aloof-yet-alluring game.