Hazel Max sits poolside on warm terracotta tiles in So Pretty In Pink, wearing a blush-pink lace bodysuit and hot pink tights that run unbroken from waist to toe, the vivid fuchsia catching the sunlight like spun candy. Her blonde hair falls in loose, sun-kissed waves past her shoulders, and the stone wall and blue pool behind her shimmer in the heat. The bodysuit's delicate lace and the bold tights are a study in contrasts, soft and loud, pretty and daring, and Hazel wears both with the ease of someone who never has to choose.

She peels the bodysuit from her shoulders, and her firm, pert breasts are bared in close-up, one hand still tangled in the pink lace as the sun warms her bare skin. By the final frames Hazel crouches at the pool's edge, topless, the hot pink tights still climbing from her feet to her waist, her peachy backside and the smooth line of her bare back turned toward the camera as she glances over one shoulder with a smile that could sell a thousand summers. So Pretty In Pink barely does her justice.