Mellow beauty

Katalina doesn’t settle for second-rate digs. She picked a ridiculous gold sofa for the picture, thick velvet, over-the-top frames, the whole peacocking routine. Thing is, none of that polish holds a candle to her. She settles back, letting every curve and soft line of that body do the heavy lifting, looking like she knows exactly what she’s got and how it lands. Her skin catches the light better than the tacky gilt. The contrast’s almost criminal.