There is no doubt that beauty creates a hunger in the eye of the beholder. The lady seems extremely talented, having bought out the beauty and allure of the handsome man, relying solely on her memory. What a fantastic job she has done. Partaking of the portrait, her breasts have swelled with passion and inflamed her two mounds of love, prompting her to free them from the restraint of any garment. A lingering residue of modesty has made her lightly cover them with a thin stole. Even then the nipples, which have peaked, thanks to the passion tormenting her, have managed to sneak from behind the drape.
She looks longingly up to the ideal she has painted, her molten red lips tightly pursed, as if sucking in air to restrain herself. She has fish-shaped eyes with arched eyebrows. Her hair is thick, flowing, and luxuriant. The right arm is adorned with a single gold bangle while the left has numerous red ones between two gold pieces. Each of the hands holds a brush and various color palettes lie in front of her.