Andrew Lieberman
I looked up and gasped. Amalia walked out of the studio where I have the image consultant and make and hair artists to help her get ready. I couldn´t believe how mature, poised, and elegant she looked.
I was used to seeing her in comfortable jeans or leggings, with oversized shirts, or cute tops. mostly casual wear, or sometimes a formal dress, but this... this was f*****g wow.
She was wearing a black one-piece pants and blouse with some flowers embroidered from one side of her ribs to the opposite hip. The plunging V-neck of the outfit showed a bit of the valley between her breasts; her neck was bare, giving her a sleek look, while she wore slim but long silver earrings. Her hair was down in soft waves, and the makeup accentuated her eyes and lips.
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