A white baker’s hat sits snugly over her softly curled lavender bob, framing her face with an extra touch of warmth. Flour smudged playfully on her cheek, paired with her wide smile, tells just how sweet her day must have been. Even through the apron, the softness of her chest feels like something freshly baked—warm and tender. But what lingers even longer is the sugary ease she carries with her.