Michelle De Feo settles onto a wooden bench beside a brick fireplace in Beyond The Blue, the warm glow of the wood-burning stove meeting the cool brilliance of her royal-blue satin chemise halfway across the room. The slip clings to her celebrated hourglass curves, lace trim tracing the deep scoop of her neckline where the generous swell of her bosom threatens to spill over, while matching cobalt hold-up stockings run the full length of her shapely legs to polished black heels on the stone floor. Her dark hair cascades past her shoulders in a silken curtain, and the rustic setting, oak beams, wicker basket, and draped armchair, wraps around her like a scene from a countryside weekend that took a very welcome turn.

One hand drifts to her hair, then the satin straps slide from her shoulders one at a time. The chemise pools at her waist and Michelle rises from the bench, her large, natural breasts catching the firelight as she lifts an arm behind her head in a slow, unhurried stretch. Only the vivid blue stockings remain, a bold stroke of colour against the muted cottage palette, and her eyes soften to half-closed as the warmth of the stove paints her bare skin in shades of honey and amber. Beyond The Blue is a journey from dressed to undone that feels as natural as an evening drawing in, Michelle shedding the day along with every layer, until all that remains is firelight and the quiet hum of contentment.