The breeze. The ocean. The balustrade. The dress. August 18, 2025 16:01 4 Comments

She sits. Quietly. Serenely. On the balustrade, enjoying the beauty of the moon as it illuminates the ocean. It's been years since she saw him. Twenty-one, to be precise. A lifetime. 

They were young. They were impetuous. They were passionate. They were in love. The ring was on her finger, flashing splendiferously, a harbinger of the happiness ahead of them. She thought. He thought. They thought.

And then the explosion. Fiery. Cataclysmic. Words that inflamed, enraged, destroyed. The ring returned. The wedding canceled.

And now, a reunion. Tentative. Exploratory. She is eager, yet apprehensive. She has arrived early. Because those decades ago, she was always late. Not ten minutes. Not twenty. Usually an hour. Sometimes more. Sometimes less. Rarely less. Over the years, she has developed tolerance. Patience. Emotional intelligence, you might say. You might.

She spent some time in her closet, searching for the perfect dress. Vogue Special Design 4949. It's beautiful. Elegant. Sexy. In a quiet way. It enhances, rather than exploits.

A touch on her shoulder, gentle yet searing. She turns. She is in his arms. 

Channel Grace Kelly in this sublime style. Available at The Blue Gardenia. Of course. And if this doesn't delight, then we have more than 2,000 others to tempt you.