A beautiful woman alone in a secluded cabin high in the mountains, while outside, the cold winter winds howl, and the heavy windswept snow falls. The power went out
hours ago, and the deep drifting snow has closed the road up to the cabin, but she’s toasty warm by the fire, relaxing with a glass of wine and reading her favorite
book by candlelight.
And, sometimes, on cold, snowy nights like this, a pinup is still just a pinup...