Behold, the hand-stitched leather swallows.
Behold, the delicious gingham facing in a terribly lighted picture.
Behold, my handsome / winsome photographer, who took picture after picture of my legs, torso or head while completely cropping out the skirt.
And then a series of full frame shots of only the skirt and my belly.
The skirt, Jaim. TAKE A PICTURE OF THIS SKIRT.
And then a dozen of shots of me pointing at the skirt in mock exasperation.