It probably was taken without too much thought. From a camera phone. The bed behind her was a little messy, but in an endearing way. Her hair was pinned up, and you could just about see a couple of big beautiful blue eyes peering over the top of the camera
The dress was spectacular, off-white, green stems leading to vibrant pink and red flowers, matching the tone of her skin. It fit perfectly, hugging a 1960's style figure but slimmer (can you tell I've been watching a lot of Mad Men recently?). It went down to the knee, two dainty legs protruding from the bottom. The hips were possibly the best thing about the look. Not just because I have a little thing for hips, they just fit the dress so well. The kind you want to put your hands on while leaning in for a kiss. The bow tied around pulling in the waist only accentuated them further. The light from the window reflects off her right side, shining brilliantly, while the left side is very much shadowed. While appreciating the view you can't help feel that this dress and this girl were meant for each other, like two twins seperated at birth, if one of the twins was made out of material rather than skin and bone. A dress like this gives the impression that the girl is stylish, elegant, pretty. But a man knows there is something going on underneath, and they would sell their own grandmother to find out.
It was a perfect picture. The girl in the dress.
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