“…and all that’s best of dark and bright, meets in her aspect and her eyes…”
I can imagine, were Lord Byron and Anneen acquainted, that he had penned this poem about her.
Anneen is exquisite. Beyond her tanned skin, dark locks and luring look, lies the most gentle, humble, lovingly lady.
In a similar fashion, her dress would be equally striking: A figure-hugging gown that kicked out just below her derriere into a full-fledged tulle skirt with a long train. The sensual strapless sweetheart bodice was fashioned from a beautiful cream beaded lace, with covered buttons detailing the back.
Anneen and her mother are both such endearing, down-to, AND salt-of the earth people, I count it a blessing to have shared in this incredibly special, sacred journey with them.