Written in Silk

 To me, this set tells the story of an author who got so completely swept up in the heat of her own steamy romance novel that shedding her clothes was the only way to keep pace with the inspiration. It’s that rare, feverish state of creativity where the words spill out faster than you can keep up. Here, she’s taken just a brief, mid-sentence pause—a quick breath, a subtle adjustment of a stocking—before diving right back into the manuscript or perhaps herself.