Aria Montgomery Costume Novels & Stories

I made sure each of their looks were distinctive. Montana wore a simple sheath-like dress in a dark purple which brought out the gorgeous color of her skin. She’d painted her lips the same color and the only ornament was a silver pendant. She looked sexy, yet understated. Isabel wore a dress in pink that tightened her bodice and flowed out behind her as she walked.

I knocked and the door creaked open to reveal pale Montana. She was in casual black cotton shorts and a soft yellow shirt. This was the kind of casual comfort women wore when they thought no one important would show up. There was a dog that was not even Italian-bred, hovering by her bare legs. It was shaggy, wide-eyed and seemed loyal to the bones. Montana wasn’t Italian, that was obvious. Her skin was soft like powdered sugar, but those dark coils? They could’ve belonged to a woman from Naples, like my mother’s. She looked up through those wild lashes, revealing her ocean-blue wide eyes that looked at me with curiosity.

"How are you so sure? Please, I'm tired and starving..." He sighed heavily. I was about to repeat something when the three appeared like a mushroom out of nowhere again. Rue and Aaron were wearing an immense grin as they introduced a beige off-shoulder gown. My mouth went into awe when I saw how elegant and exquisite it was compared to gowns I had worn before. "Try this, Mija. I just finished it yesterday." Margarita handed me the hanger. "What do you think, Adam?" Without hesitation, Adam glanced at me and returned to the beige shoulder gown before nodding.