GWEN

Matte satin wraps like a cocoon where fairies rest, with sheer tulle half-veiled as lingering morning mist. The neckline drapes lazily from the straps—not meant to please the world, but to cradle the first devout light of dawn. Beadwork glistens like night dew preserved, whispering along the collarbones and arms. You stand upon moss-kissed ground, while the morning light bows to crown your innocence.