We leave it to the viewer to determine which part of our beloved Kristie
is hanging precariously over the edge, and those who vote for the
abstract posterior of our post-modern chanteuse extraordinaire will
likely find more upon which to chew, in forming their opinion - or
nibble, if that is one's inclination.

As always, this is not an exercise in perfection, but more an innocuous
moment in time, upon which no important attributes should be foisted,
nor any silliness excluded.

(Footnote: DDM designed this for KJ, around Kristie's love for ABBA, and
their music. He provided the derriere and the costume, for those who revel in
the details, and KJ just tweaked a bit.)