She was standing there and biting her lips as if it would help shed her responsibility or two from her just perfect shoulders. It did therefore make sense that she wore a dress which revealed her beautiful neck bones. No! She wasn’t concerned about the crowd that was watching; a few in admiration and others in aspiration but many in adulation. All waiting for how it would all come up with flash lights on, on the ramp.

Her curls hanging from her bun were being suggested to not disturb her at work. Her gown looked like silent sea at the Dawn.