Hazy, vaporous, extravagant, she loses herself in a cloud of tulle. Those clouds are sometimes dark and ominous.
Or misty, like steam evaporating into the atmosphere.
In a swirl of wind. A hurricane of sort.
She is the picture of glamor.
Old fashion, glamor girl that she is.
Her personal cloud becomes an expression of extravagance.
Over the top, excessive, unapologetic, with a certain drag-queen elegance, in her world of tulle, more is better.
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