Gentle and discreet by day, once the sun sets, she unties her mask of expectations and prejudices while taking her white shirt off, revealing a quasi celestial body glistering under the starlight and saltwater. Without any effort, all inherently, she emanates pure femininity that arouses fascination. In the blue of this late midsummer’s dawn, the softness of a melancholic breeze sways her movements to the rhythm of the waves, which carry her away in Dionysian drunkenness. Despite her shy and fleeting gaze, she drowns her moral sense by her attitude while plunging into exaltation and enjoying the present moment. Tonight, it’s the Blue Crush that will carry her away into the arms of an adoring, perfect stranger, whispering in her ear the only words on repeat: Carpe diem.