Hermes - Nadege Vanhee-Cybulki
This morning the loden coat she wears has stripes that shape a landscape, a horizon.
Indeed, all day she has looked out for it: the sun’s point of departure. It is a picture of lines and colors. And, already, more than that. For her aim this morning is the knowing, sexy smiles of two companions aware that one of them is heading into the light. The rules just got kicked up a notch. She feels powerful today. Her willowy stride follows a path that could never be undone. Not today. Not ever.