play of color

I don't actually have a feather boa. But! I imagine if I did, I'd put it on and run my hands across it. Imagine simpler days when women were long sticks and men rolled up their sleeves with cigarettes at the corners of their mouth because no one knew it was bad, it just made them look good. This was simply holding up a cat's feather toy to the window and taking the picture. This image WAS edited in Adobe photoshop: curves, levels and saturation.