Red lingerie, undone in the mirror

A bedroom, a tall mirror, and a blonde in red. She stands close enough to the glass to be in two places at once, working through the set piece by piece while her reflection gives away the angles the camera cannot reach. Straps loosen. The pale wall behind her keeps everything simple.

Mirrors change how an undressing reads: every movement arrives twice, slightly out of step, and half the film is her watching herself decide what goes next. Daylight through the blinds does the rest, flattering without softening much. Quiet, close, and better for it.