a tall, beautiful lady entered the neighboring box, with an enormous braid and very bared, white, full shoulders and neck, on which hung a double string of big pearls. she took a long time to settle herself, rustling her heavy silk gown.

natasha involuntarily gazed at that neck, the shoulders, the pearls, the coiffure, and admired the beauty of the shoulders and pearls. as natasha looked at her a second time, the lady turned and, meeting count ilya andreich's eyes, nodded to him and smiled. this was countess bezukhov, pierre's wife.

[...] ' fine woman, isn't she? ' he whispered to natasha.

' wonderful! ' said natasha. ' one could just fall in love with her! '

— leo tolstoy, war and peace (volume ii, part five, chapter viii)

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