Deep within the confines of LAW building, a very fine woman~ heh no, the perfect woman wandered the halls. She walked with purpose in mind, never stopping at anything. Her strides were not brisk nor slow. She walked assertively, spreading a commanding presence. Each clack of her heels turned heads. A large bubble formed around her and time stopped in it. Everyone looked at her with the thought that they might never get to be so near a goddess ever again.
She donned a luxurious outfit, those made from Milan and Paris. The only class of garments that would deserve to be worn by someone like her. A white cashmere trench coat hugged her whole body, from shoulder to shin. She wore black pants and a vest with a turtle neck underneath, plain but sleek. And keeping up her hair was a simple navy blue satin headband, letting the majority of her luscious hair draped down her back and front, swaying like a wave of ivory-pearl. Her outfit accentuated her lines and beauty with bold angles and subtle colors. It hid most of her body up for imagination only, but still held the intensity to allure those that dare gaze upon her.
Soon, she'd found herself in a waiting room. LAW called upon her today to be part of the calendar they have been running. A wise but obvious choice to make, she thought. She accepted. Partly to pay homage to her former profession and partly because it comes with a purpose. To help her fulfill her passion for wrestling, and not just showcase clothes like walking mannequin dolls. Skill and passion. The sweetest concoction she'd need to blow the minds of everyone at LAW with her modeling skills!