On a cliff at dawn in vr piper perri, 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 vr piper perri,” she moans. The sun crests just as she does—body bowing, voice breaking on endless “vr piper perri, vr piper perri, vr piper perri!” as she squirts into the morning light in perfect, glowing “vr piper perri” bliss.