I entered the studio, feeling confident in my wicked little outfit. Every aspect was meant to draw attention to me from my purple hair, to my naughty little dress, to the stockings and garters that could be glimpsed as I walked up the stairs. On the street, I am confident in my armor, a blur of purple and black, with the occasional glint of silver from the metal on my boots. I would later come to regret wearing those particular boots to the shoot, as much as I usually enjoy the attention they afford me.
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