I can't help but admire the unique way that scarf is pinned onto the head, much farther back than usual, allowing the observer to notice how the hair is carefully pulled back and gathered behind the head.

And then there's that red, so intense, giving the sensation of perfectly supporting, welcoming, and protecting sa Zoiga, without fading in its presence.

Looking closely, I seem to recognize in this dress the same lines that shape the mountains and valleys, the shadows of the caves, and the reflections of the waters.

Pay attention when you encounter the dress of Dorgali.
Pay attention to the beauty.