Novel & Cerita Cinderella Dress In Real Life

The gold rimmed white ribbon was tied neatly into a delicate bow, and I instantly recognized the logo stamped onto the lid. Xeros’ family must have sent this. The servant left without saying a word, as usual, but I didn't care. My fingers trembled slightly as I lifted the lid. Inside, nestled in layers of delicate tissue paper, was a breathtaking wedding gown… custom-made by one of the most renowned designers in the world. For a brief moment, I pulled out the dress and laid it on the bed. The longer I stared at it, the more my breath started to hitch in awe, anxiety and anticipation.

“I thought you’d never ask. I know a maid over at the Stone mansion who’ll let us in. And before you ask, I already picked out the perfect dress and mask for you. I was just waiting for you to say yes!” Rue worked a second job as an assistant for one of the most famous stylists in Empire City. “You’ve thought about everything,” I said, hugging her. “All I’m asking is for you to have fun, bring back some cake for me and make sure you come back at midnight so I can return everything I’m lending you for this party, okay? I’m not kidding. You need to be home by midnight or I’m gonna lose my job!” I was nervous. Could I really find my prince charming in that sea of eligible, powerful men? I don’t

“ Trust me, Aaron is not going to be impressed by your usual ‘I just rolled out of bed’ look, spice things up a bit, you don’t have to look like you’re sense of fashion was burnt out” “Ouch, Rude!” She began rummaging through her closet, pulling out a stunning red dress that looked like it belonged on a red carpet. “Try this one. It’s designer, and it will make you look like a million bucks.” I hesitated, feeling like Cinderella trying on the glass slipper. But Faith’s enthusiasm was infectious, and I couldn’t resist the prospect of feeling like a princess for a night. I took a deep breath and let her help me into the dress, feeling the soft silk hug my curves in all the right places.

A note was pinned to the bodice. Wear this tonight. –L Emily’s lips pressed into a thin line. Typical Liam Westbrook, controlling every detail without asking. Still, she had to admit the dress was stunning—and far better than anything she owned. By 6:45 p.m., Emily stood in front of the mirror, her reflection almost unrecognizable. The gown hugged her curves perfectly, the rich green fabric contrasting beautifully with her fair skin. Her long hair was styled in loose waves, and subtle makeup highlighted her sharp cheekbones and full lips.

I swallowed my disappointment, reminding myself that this was Cindy’s world, not mine. As Cindy glided into the ballroom, it was impossible not to notice her. She commanded attention with every step, dressed in a gown that looked like it belonged on a runway in Paris. The fabric was deep emerald green, a bold choice that somehow enhanced her natural elegance. It shimmered under the ballroom lights, catching every glint and turning her into the center of the room’s attention.

–or a 10? The lady smiled at me then she took us to a section strictly for size 8 and 10 ladies. This attendant seemed newly employed, she didn't give a long marketing speech. "I want this", Cherry said, pointing to a beautiful Cinderella wedding dress. Cherry and I went to check it out. It has a cape sleeve that fell over my shoulder leaving a V-shaped opening at the back. The train of the dress was the longest I have seen so far. I tried it on immediately. The dress fit perfectly and made me look like a princess. My father's princess. I loved the dress and how it stuck to my skin.

“I learned it from my madam, who taught me around fifteen years ago. She’s late now, but her work still lives on in most of my catalog in my shop.” I looked at it. “Thank you so much, Helga.” “It’s fine. So this is the most expensive that we have. After all, Mr. Darius said we needed to make you look like Cinderella. And this, from what I’m seeing, makes you look like a princess.” I looked at it. From head to toe, I did look like a princess. Every stitch, every diamond, every hidden gem was in place. I twirled around, then stopped as the gown kept twirling before coming to a stop.

I couldn’t help but giggle at Aunt Marie’s words earning myself a growl from Vanessa, I could have sworn that her clothes were getting tighter and shorter as the days went by. I however had already found my dress; it was a strapless dark purple ball gown with matching elbow length gloves and eye mask. I had scars that ran up both my arms from when I had my blackouts, those days were happening more often than not and so far, nobody had noticed them. That was how I planned on keeping it. When Vanessa finally came out of the changing room, I had to admit she looked good. Her dress looked similar to Cinderella’s. It was a royal blue that hung off the shoulders with a matching choker and mask, th

It’s not like I can control who Zola was mated to. My dress arrived a few days ago. It is the most beautiful thing I have ever seen, never mind worn. A pure white princess dress with a sweetheart neckline. The bodice is decorated with crystals that illustrate the different phases of the moon. I have tried it on several times since it arrived. Lily has helped me each time, as I am all fingers and thumbs. But now I feel confident I could do it alone.

Then I unzipped the dress cover… Inside, I found a black fitted silk gown with thin shoulder straps. The dress was beyond beautiful, but what surprised me the most was the fact that it fit me perfectly. Wearing it, I felt a little bit like Cinderella on her way to the ball. I almost wished I was going on a date with Prince Charming.