VAGA PERLA
“Monte Carlo, Monaco. It is a beautiful night of July,
the full moon illuminates the streets of Monte Carlo.
Tonight, love is in the air. Her Vaga Perla suit fits her
graceful silhouette perfectly and the pearls shining in
the dark give her a celestial quality.”
“Monaco, Hotel de Paris. There is a childish smile on her
lips as she walks down the hallways of the hotel.
Tonight, legends become reality and dreams come
true. She closes her eyes before stepping inside the lift
to hear the laugh of a little girl. Gracefully, she leaves
the hotel, taking with her sweet reminiscences of
forgotten reveries.”
Jefferson