The dress speaks softly, like the lady that she is. She bids us touch her, feel the soft taffeta caress us. Place your hands into the folds of the skirt and listen to the love song she sings. Yes, you want to wear her. Let your body be enveloped in the silken delight of of her caress. You are close to heaven.

The dress speaks softly, like the lady that she is. She bids us touch her, feel the soft taffeta caress us. Place your hands into the folds of the skirt and listen to the love song she sings. Yes, you want to wear her. Let your body be enveloped in the silken delight of of her caress. You are close to heaven.