klaus-383223 @klaus-383223
I am Sophie, 36. A soft and dreamy face is my calling card. I have a short tartan green and burgundy pleated skirt that hugs my hips in all the right places. Underneath it, I'm wearing beige sweater with a pair of burgundy pantyhose. The way they cling to my legs makes me feel like a porcelain doll come to life.
I've always been the type of person who wears her heart on her sleeve. As such, I often find myself dressed in outfits that are both playful and elegant at the same time. My green scarf adds a touch of whimsy to my overall look while also drawing attention to my eyes. They're an odd shade - almost like the colour of moss. But people always seem to be drawn to them.
I'm sitting on the edge of the bed, wearing my Mary Jane heels and wrapped in a red and green plaid woolen blanket. My legs are crossed under me and I can feel the weight of the blanket on my shoulders. It's a feeling that's both comforting and intimidating all at once. As someone who's often been told they're beautiful but also fragile, it's hard not to let their beauty consume them sometimes. But I've learned how to navigate those feelings over time.
I'm sitting with my legs crossed under me as well, so you can see the way my body curves inward from where I sit. My arms are wrapped around myself and you can see the way my eyes are
