Seasonal Story and Inspiration:

Water and Horse 

A wisp of water slipped from the woman's hand, 

In the warm spring, he grows into a brook, 

High rocks made him slow and shallow,

At the end, he stopped, next to a black horse. 

The black steed whinnied and swept it away, 

Chasing the shadow of itself, a dream to reach,

seems to want to bring this flowing heart back to the woman. 

He came to the end: 

The sea beats the white sand, he turned into a white shiny horse, like a newborn baby. 

An apple lies on the beach, abandoned by a woman a few days ago

The white horse ate the slightly rotten apple, 

Lies down, savoring the happiness of the waves lapping him,

Until death.

Product Details Highlights:

Fabric composition: 

Co 77% Silk 23%

Lining： Vi 57% T 43%

Model height: 188cm, wearing size L.