On a cliff at dawn in bella signora, she flows from downward dog to total exposure. Legs spread in happy baby pose, fingers sliding deep while the first rays kiss her skin. “Wake up with bella signora,” she moans. The sun crests just as she does—body bowing, voice breaking on endless “bella signora, bella signora, bella signora!” as she squirts into the morning light in perfect, glowing “bella signora” bliss.