Magnetic

Some women enter a room. She pulls it toward her.

Fine mesh clings like a second skin, scattered with faceted stones that catch the light with every step — a sheer illusion that plays with what’s seen and what’s suggested. The fit is unbroken from collar to floor — until a slit cuts in at the leg, moving when she does, never asking permission.

She doesn’t try to be noticed. She simply can’t be ignored.

A nude mini coverskirt is available upon request for added coverage.