Novel & Cerita Anck Su Namun Costume

“As long as I have known you, I can tell when something bothers you.” “Even if something is bothering me, I don’t want to talk about it. My main concern is getting through the night.” “Fine, but I am here if you need to talk.” Silica sighed as she finished cinching my waist. Sometimes, I wonder why I wear a corset when I dress up for these events under the guise of Akira. It is restrictive and makes it difficult to breathe normally. Then again, it does match my aesthetics as the Renegade leader. The corset was the same one I wore to every event, along with my mask, which was black with purple gems in the shape of lightning.

Marx watched as Shea hugged Zigor, then Ichiro, welcoming them home. “She has grown fierce.” Anabella walked up to stand beside Marx. “Shea has always been fierce,” Marx said and sighed. “That may be so, but she has grown. This thing has changed all of us. One way or the other.” Marx glanced down at Anabella. She had taken to wearing combat clothing. Full armored clothing that was light enough for everyday wear but durable in a fight. Marx noted the pearls peeking out of the neckline of her suit and the tiny pearl studs in her ear. Anabella was nothing if not fashionable. “When did we move from fighting Sven to this?” Marx asked.

Joseph smiled and placed his hand on his heart, as if amused by her words. Anahita touched it and looked at him. Its metal was very hard but it looked as if it was softer than cotton. Her amazement was growing moment by moment. "Will we go to your planet in it?" After examining it, Anahita turned to him. "No, it's time to go to the planet. Today we're going to the moon." Saying this, he climbed two steps, stopped for Anahita and extended his hand. Anahita placed one hand on his and took her long frock from the other. She was wearing a white fairy-like dress that covered a foot of land from behind. On the shoulders were artificial, white gloves up to the elbows on the hands and a delicate whi

He glared even more - exactly his signature don’t-mess-with-me look - towards his Make-up and Prosthetics Expert. Alec looked defeated. He raised his hands up and stepped inches away rather comically. “Okay, okay. Karl it is then,” he sputtered. Everyone lined up in their chosen places. Amano and Suri were a stair down from us, right in the middle. I, wearing a floor-sweeping Venus cut light pink dress, stood directly above them and being towered over in between Erik and Vincent. Enrique dashingly stood beside him, in the far right. Alec, although disappointed, stood next to Erik, and followed by Karl.

Ananya pov. I was dressed up in a pink gown with my hair tied up in a low bun, a few strands of hair brushing my face that were left intentionally. The gown was floor length and it was a half meter extra long from behind clearly sweeping the floor. The top hugged my body beautifully it was a tight fit that made my curves visible, and the straps were a little thin so my tattoo was clearly visible. A bracelet adorned my wrist and I fiddled my pendant, it was actually the letter A. And no I was not one of those girls who were obssessed with their names, the A stood for Anahita, my birth mom. I knew she would have been so happy if she was here, but at least I could have something that made me f

Not to mention that it would be my first time entering such a big company. Anica finally arrived. Wearing a capelet and wool scarves that complement the colour of her capelet, her thigh-high boots adds up to her chick aura. I can say that she is indeed thrice as stunning as her regular outfits, she slays this one. "Hey!"I heard her call my name, maybe I was drooling too long over her outfit and that made me lose my physical presence.

she joined her hands and bowed her head. "Ghanni Khamma," Ahankara smiled, after which Heer left the room. - - - - After Ahankara was done with her bath, she dressed up in the new clothes that had been set out for her. A beautiful, royal blue lehenga, with gold embroidery decorating the entire skirt. The blouse was plain, except for the sleeves which had a little embroidery on the edges. It was half way backless, and a knot was to be tied on the back, to prevent the top from falling off. Ahankara tried to reach the knot, but she was having a lot of trouble with it. Unfortunately, she had already sent Heer out of the room, since she was not yet comfortable dressing up in front of her.

Very confusing. “Ah! Jessica and Elisa, welcome! Step closer, come on, don't be shy.” Anicka says, her dark melodic voice drawing you in with the promise of mischief and death in one breath. She is in a black skintight dress that’s flowing to the floor, and almost looks like it’s smoke when it floats around her feet. Her arms are bare, except for tattoos covering both arms from wrist to shoulder, and gold wrist bands. On her hands she has gold rings on three fingers in each hand, and golden hoops in her ears. Her black eyes take me in, as I watch her, and then she smirks, her natural red mouth parting a little.

SHERNEIL. I fixed the ankara turban on my head for a final time, keeping my eyes fixed on the mirror. It's been so long since I dressed up, but today's occasion calls for dressing up even if I didn't really want to. I wore a long gown made from soft ankara material. The petal-patterned ankara in green and orange was made into a fitted long gown, with a slit on the back and a long sleeve with fittings. It brought out the shine of my dark skin. I tied the head gear into a simple knot, securing my braids beneath the fabric.

Aniya noticed that they were the only ones in here, just as they had been the only ones in the paint section. Oana must have paid for that. She had seen her discreetly talking to the tent owner and handing her a bag of coins before they started face painting. She must have asked for them to be left alone too. The costumes were so beautiful that Aniya had decided to pick one: a chain skirt with an intricate design that stopped right below her knees, over the mid-thigh skirt she wore underneath, a woven breast cloth adorned with different dangling jewelry, and golden arm cuffs. She swapped her black veil for a golden one, adding on a golden crown designed with long colorful feathers; she kept