Dressed up, as far as Penny L is concerned, means black lace-top stockings, a barely-there black bra, a G-string that is doing the absolute minimum, and heels that add three inches and a whole lot of attitude. She is sprawled across the warm terracotta tiles of a sun-drenched villa terrace, blonde hair loose and wild, one leg kicked up behind her, and she is wearing the expression of a woman who is absolutely certain she is the best thing that has ever happened to this particular piece of floor. She is not wrong. The warm Mediterranean light does extraordinary things to her pale skin, and the all-black lingerie against the terracotta tiles makes for a picture that is difficult to improve upon.
Then Penny sets about improving it anyway. The black bra unclasps, the stockings are rolled slowly down, the G-string disappears with a shimmy and a sidelong look, until she is lying bare on the warm tiles with nothing to show for the "dressed up" concept except a big smile and a body that absolutely does not need any help from clothing. The setting glows around her, but Penny is the warmest thing in the frame -- confident, unhurried, and completely, commandingly gorgeous.