Not a model

Around our house models and figures lay discarded under chairs and in corners until they are 'rescued' by Daz. He randomly displays them in unexpected places - currently Superman and a flower fairy watch me wash up. The headless robot is spared the monotony. I fully inteded to do a series of these funny little vignetes.

However, post lunch dancing took place in the lounge today. As we bounced around like lunes I managed to capture this beauty. And who wouldn't post her instead?