Do you think this golden bikini looks good on me...? Because I can’t seem to stop staring at it — and I wonder if you feel the same. Every time I wear it, the air changes. Warmer. Heavier. Like something unspoken lingers between the silence and the spark.

This bikini isn’t just clothing. It’s a feeling. A moment. And I want to share it with you.

Can you handle the weight of your gaze on me…?