Cinderella Dress In White Novels & Stories

Mary was in front of the mirror preparing herself for the dinner she was invited to, at the palace. She opened the closet and chose a beautiful dress that her employer's daughter gave her as a Christmas present. It was still smelling fresh as it came from the box. She applied a little bit perfume and put it on. It was a tight dress covered with a long lace that reached ankles. Its colour was cream and gold. She wore the high heeled shoes that matched the golden colour of the dress and plaited her long hair and it nicely at the back. She dabbed her face with the make up Chelsea gave her and it perfectly matched her even toned skin, making her look like the princess doll. She turned around in

He said and I nodded We go back to our apartment as we don't have college today. And soon our exams will start and then finish. I slept all day because I had nothing to do. At 4 pm I got up and ate a bit. The dress has already come and it's beautiful. It's a white shoulder-less Cinderella gown. It looks really costly but how come he can afford it? Leaving my thoughts for now. I wore the gown and started doing my makeup. I used bold red lipstick and eyeliner with kajal.

Jane explained while catching her breath. She stood in front of him and when Jane met his gaze, she caught Lance staring blankly at her. Why won’t he when she’s looking pretty with the blue dress that Eric sent to her? Her dress is above the knees. The waistline is perfectly fitted around her, while the upper part is a bit lousy, highlighting her beautiful bones; her neck, collarbone and shoulder. The elegant dress gave justice to her hour-glass figure. Aside from that, the color compliments her white pale skin. She is also wearing silver shoes which were sparkling whenever a light illuminated on it. Her dress is like the modern version of Cinderella, while her face resembles Snow-white.

Only she knows the answer to that, and we were not to question her decision on it and to just go with it as it will be worth it in the end. I need to hurry and get my dress on if they are leaving soon, and the drive will only be a few minutes too. I get my dress out of the dress bag, and I admire it quickly on the hanger before I get into it. Removing the dress from the hanger I unclasp the back and step into it. My dress is a full-length ball gown with a blue silk taffeta skirt, with a high waist ruffled belt, a full beaded bodice, and spaghetti straps. The back of my dress is another story. It has a train just like Jen and Selena. But it has this big ass motherfucking bow that is linked to

I smiled slightly though I was still on guard just incase all of this was a facade and I would know how to defend myself. Laura handed me a stunning white dress, and my breath caught the moment I saw it. The fabric shimmered under the store's soft lighting, a masterpiece adorned with delicate sequins that reflected a rainbow of hues. Tiny diamond-like stones were intricately embedded throughout the design, catching the light with every slight movement. The dress was mid-thigh in length, hugging the body in all the right places while maintaining an air of sophistication. Its most striking feature was the open back—a sweeping curve that added an edge of allure without compromising its elegance

It's a bra. “This is not mine!” She yells again. “Have you been cheating on your fiancée, Thane?!” ***

In the Master Suite - One Hour Later The dress Alex had picked for Zara was really white. It wasn't the flowing, ethereal silk dress of the gala night. This one was structured, looked more like royalty. It was a sheath of heavy, ivory crepe that hugged her body like an armor. It had long sleeves, a high neck, and a slit up the leg that allowed for movement. It was elegant, modern, and undeniably regal, just perfect for a Queen.

Some of the maids had also started grooming Rita. "Oh man, my hair is bang. Don't worry about it, just clean it up, I don't want to bother later!" The salon owner looked at Rita, who only gave a nod. Hana, who is clearly already very good at helping her become a bridesmaid. A few minutes passed, Rita had already finished dressing. The girl entered the fitting room. And a few minutes later, the girl had appeared in a long white dress with a Sabrina top model. Hana was stunned, for the first time she saw Rita as elegant as now. Coupled with Rita's hair in a high bun, the girl is very similar to Cinderella in white. So beautiful.

Zelda intertwined her fingers with mine, and together we faced the elated crowd as the music began to play loudly. “Shall we dance?” Zelda asked, a radiant smile lighting up her face, revealing a side of her I hadn't seen before. “Can you dance in that dress?” I asked, my voice soft. “Of course,” she said, placing her hand on the waistline of her dress and dramatically shedding a layer, transforming her wedding gown into a short, elegant white dress that stopped at her thigh. She tossed the removed layer into the crowd as a souvenir, replacing it with a dance-ready outfit. The classical music swelled, filling the air as we embraced the moment.