MissFine Is Not Scared Of The Big Bad Wolf

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MissFine looks like she just stepped out of a storybook and straight into trouble.

The red cloak swishes behind her like a walking warning sign, bright enough to make wolves lose focus mid-snarl. The hood’s pulled low, a little mysterious, a little mischievous and I don’t think she’s gunning for the sweet little girl on her way to Grandma’s version. The dress underneath is forest chic: corset laced tight, skirt short enough to make fairy-tale purists faint.

Little Red’s gone rogue. No damsels, no directions, just a smirk and a cape that screams plot twist. Grandma’s house can wait because the forest just got a new predator, and MissFine is wearing red.

MissFine Is Not Scared Of The Big Bad Wolf

MissFine writes:

Welcome to the Fine Realm I’m Sophia Fine nice to meet you. I’m a Native American born in Arizona where I lived up till my early twenties when I decided I wanted to see more of the world and moved to Europe where I still live today.