It started as a perfectly ordinary coffee run. Hayley Marie Coppin stepped out in a flirty boho paisley minidress — all tiered ruffles, a little leather belt and barely-there hemline — with her long blonde hair loose, a Café Nero cup in hand and those adorable tan cowboy boots on her feet, the black knee-high socks peeking cheekily above the calf. The kind of girl you'd see on the high street and spend the rest of the day thinking about. But there was something about that particular blend of beans, she says — because by the time she made it through the front door, she had absolutely no interest in keeping anything on.
Back home in her bright, airy flat, the coffee cup barely hit the floor before the boots and socks came sailing off and Hayley found herself in a highly agreeable mood — kicking up her heels on the warm wooden floor, tugging the ruffled dress up to flash those black lacy knickers, then pulling everything over her head with a grin that made it look like the easiest, most natural thing in the world. The glass brick wall glowed behind her as she lay back completely bare, gloriously happy, proof that the right cup of coffee really can change the whole shape of a day.