At the Art Institute

Mackenzie was walking through the Art Institute to look at their exhibit on figure painting. Many styles were shown, from classical to cubist to fauvist, and they all shone in contrast to the plain stark white walls of the museum.

Mackenzie took stock in how many of the figures on display were ... less than fully clothed. Whether in nighties, lingerie, negligee, or even (especially) fully nude, every curve of the figures (overwhelmingly female) was accented. Despite her own experiences, Mackenzie couldn't help but blush at this display of flesh as she walked around the exhibit.

The redhead herself was dressed as artistically-inclined as one could be, with a beige skirt, a black turtleneck with an angular red line and a parallel yellow line two inches away, and stockings leading down to slim boots. Her hair was tied up in a messy bun, and she had opted for some horn-rimmed glasses to complete the look. She had dressed up, of course, for a special occasion - she was meeting someone here.