Lauren Louise makes a wish at the well and it seems to come true almost immediately, because there is something effortlessly enchanting about watching her work her way through a polka dot lace-up bikini in a sun-dappled country garden. The thatched-roof wishing well makes the perfect backdrop for her dark hair and warm summer glow, the white and black dots of the bikini top the only thing temporarily standing between the afternoon and a view Lauren is clearly very happy to share.
She unties the lace-up front with all the patience of someone who knows exactly what happens next, the white bottoms following the top, until Lauren stands barefoot and bare-everything-else beside the old brick well with both hands behind her head and the garden spread behind her in every shade of green. The butterfly on her hip catches the light, the script on her thigh tells its story, and Lauren simply smiles: Wishing You Well, delivered with a flirty wink and not a single regret.