Wings of Momentum
My laugh was immediately cut dry as I noticed the baby blue dinner gown cushioned with even lighter blue tissue paper.
I couldn't possibly imagine who picked the thing out, but it was not going on this body I thought, at first.
Taking it all the way out though, I had seen some potential. Starting at the knee,
Japanese blossoms cascaded along the slip cut that rose nearly to my hip.
The delicate white and pink flowers created an overly feminine affect. With my olive coloring and pitch black hair, I might be able to do it justice. Searching for shoes, I found a pair in one of the bags. Heels, of course.
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