“It brings me the joy of fantasy”, this is what I would say if someone, like you, asked me for one reason why I love Agent Provocateur.
Books do it, movies do it, sounds of nature also make me think of places from far away, but when it comes to hot looks in head-twisting lingerie, all senses are corrupted. I can feel the brief caressing every inch of my body, the mesh bra fitting me perfectly, smooth like a feather. I am allowed to be wherever I want, no strings attached, no hidden catch.
Today, I am driving along the wild coast of the Pacific. It’s about 15:30 and the sun just keeps on shining over the blue infinite sea. Today, the sun is my faithful ally, warming me up on my way towards the unknown.
I am driving a Mercedes Benz. I always drive in style.
The mesmerizing wind doesn’t care about my effortless summer dress, it just blows right through it, which insures me I have taken the right step when I decided to leave the boyfriend I did not want to marry.
I am driving into pleasurable experiences, the mystery lying ahead, penetrating my blue veins.
And if my Benz breaks down, well, I’ve managed situations more critical than that. Besides, I’ve got all the power I need.
This is what the Cindy lingerie set makes me think of, while I am standing at my desk, blogging, tweeting, editing, doing what all bloggers are doing at the same time. It’s Agent Provocateur’s ability to transpose its viewers into their sexy reality that appeals to me. It harvests desire, it makes me a buyer, which makes the Cindy look my very first target and Agent Provocateur my favorite impulse.