The woman had her lips painted in an almost fluorescent blue. Her eyelashes were bold and dark, her pupils just ever so slightly slit. It was like she was on the verge of becoming a snake, but wasn't yet quite there.
She dressed like she was about to step into the most elegant and grand of ballrooms, her gown dragging along the ground in beautiful strands that layered atop of themselves in greens, violets, and blues… almost exactly like the tail of a peacock was following after her.
As elegant as the gown was in shape, in fabric… it was anything but. It was almost completely sheer, revealing the slender taper of her belly button and toned stomach.
Her breasts stood proud, only held up by an underlinement of thick wire. However, there was no pad hiding her nipples from the world. They shone through the sheer cloth as well, her breasts slightly swaying with her every movement.
