Black Qipao Dress Novels & Stories

Diane The black dress. It hangs in the closet, alone among the other muted-colored outfits. Simple, in silk crepe, cut with a severity that speaks volumes about the taste of the one who chose it. Long sleeves, a boat neck that glides over the shoulders, falling straight to mid-calf. No frills. No lace. Just the pure blackness of the fabric and the way it will, I already know, embrace every curve without ever accentuating them, denying them while affirming them.

“What colors do you consider happy?” “Pink. Yellow. Glitter.” “I’m going to a Foundation gala, not a unicorn birthday party, Penelope.” Poppy sat up again and crawled toward the edge of the bed. Her hand slipped between the two hangers Salma was still holding. “That one.” Salma pulled out a black dress from behind the others. It was simple from the front. A straight neckline, thin straps, black fabric falling cleanly to the floor. The back dipped low, held together only by two narrow straps and a tiny clasp at the nape.

" Wow , eldest sister ...... you looks so gorgeous. " Su Bin prise her eldest sister who looks beautiful in he red long and short sleeves Qipao that shows her white pale hands with a high collar and gold linen , the Qipao had a gold linen dragon design at the back and gold linen flower at the front . She let her long black hair that reach her chest flow down at the back and few strands at the front . She used two gold hairclips with pink diamonds at her right head. She had gold watch at her left wrist and a white jade bangle on her right wrist. She also had an ankle bracelet on her right ankle . She wears a pair of two inches of red shoes .

Falak encouraged, sitting cozily in her Royal room as she squint at Bushra's dress. She is wearing the black dress her girls choose for her. The black dress with scoop neck and lantern sleeves that roll to her wrists. She sew it into a fitted gown knowing it is an all women event. The end of the gown from her knees flew down in godet, simple yet beautiful. She add a silver net veil around her shoulder, wrapped a black raw silk around her head in so pleatings and make it look like a side fan. She didn't do any makeup. Her feet are clasped in Silver Malone Souliers together with matching clutch.

With a resigned sigh, Leonor freshened up and slipped into the dress, the silky fabric cool against her skin. The dress was a sleek spaghetti-strap black gown that hugged her curves in all the right places. The fabric shimmered in the light, adorned with subtle, intricate patterns that caught the eye without being ostentatious. The bodice was fitted, the skirt flowing gracefully to the floor, and the back dipped in a daring yet elegant V-shape.

I wasn’t sure what I was expecting to see, but it wasn’t what was standing there. Standing on the other side of the threshold, was the most beautiful woman I had ever seen. Long blonde hair that, if I didn’t know any better, was almost glowing. She had the brightest blue eyes, that reminded me of the clear salt water in Hawaii. She wasn’t muscular or even toned, but she wasn’t by any means overweight either. She was that perfect balance between the two. She was wearing something that reminded me of what the ancient Egyptian Female Pharaohs wore in the pictures of our history books from school; a headdress made of gold with stone accents, and a very revealing white dress with gold trimming.

After many conversations I think I now have a plan of action, I just hope it goes well. I wanted to look presentable when I return to Longsang, to show my people that I’m taking this seriously, so Kennedy, Lacey and Fleur were kind enough to help me get ready. Lacey put my hair in a half updo with the top half pinned into a beautiful bun with a gold floral hairclip at the side. Kennedy went searching for a dress that spoke more to my cultural origins, so she found a stunning full-length qipao. It’s mostly black with a golden-yellow skirt underneath that shows through the slits at the side. It has three-quarter sleeves with gold cuffs and has a gorgeous gold phoenix printed on the front and b

I huff a bit and poke his hip with my index finger, causing him to jerk his hips sideways. “That hurt.” He replied and I just hummed. I closed my eyes inhaling deeply. The warmth from his body reached me. “Sleepyhead.” He commented but I was too sleepy to actually counter back, so I let it slide. I chose a black dress, considering it was his favorite color. Paolina had once mentioned that he loves everything black. The dress ended just above my knees and the full sleeves reached till the begging of my palm. It was backless and neckline wide.

I giggled at that. "Hello, I'm Parisa; I don't think we have met before," the Queen was dressed in a beautiful black gown with beautiful gems in the bodice; they were so sparkly it was doing everything I had not to touch them. Her hand was still outstretched. My mind quickly zoomed back to the present, and my hand went to meet hers.

After breakfast, Mia instructed, "Put the dishes in the kitchen; I'll clean them later." She then dressed for the day, choosing a white buttoned shirt paired with black trousers. Instead of a necktie, she wore a sleek black ribbon bow. Completing the look with black heels, she opted for minimal makeup, applying just a touch of lip balm. Her long hair was elegantly tied up in a ponytail, and she adorned her ears with simple black pearl earrings. Finally, she put on a black coat and a gleaming black watch, ready to face the day ahead.