Cinderella's Dress Live Action Novels & Stories

Rai’s face was dark as he looked at the very familiar blue, sparkling ball gown and a black choker in front of him. This blue, sparkling ball gown is none other than the blue ball gown of Cinderella in the cartoons! And also in the movies! And right now, it is impeccably similar to those ball gowns! Prejudice aside, this ball gown is exactly the same ball gown in the original Cinderella – the cartoon one!

“ 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.

"And that child is now the next Queen of the Sidhe Court, so it was a win-win. I rarely ask for a firstborn anymore. Being a Godmother has its limits. And Ella was such a precocious kid. Good girl, but a beast to keep alive. She had this nasty habit of befriending rodents. And don't get me started on the pumpkin farm." I blinked at the Fae. "Godmother? Ella? Cinderella?" "Goodness no! Could you imagine the copyright issues?" The shopkeeper winked at me. Right. "Here is your dress, try it on!" I took the bundle, making my way into the changing rooms. The dress slid out of its package, whisper-soft. I stepped into it. It was slim, made of some barely-there material. It was easy to pull up and

She sighed. He handed it over to her, she shook her head, he narrowed his eyes at her, she sighed in defeat as she gently took the dress in her hand and stepped inside closing the curtain, after putting on the dress, she stared at herself in the mirror, it was a sparkling ice blue satin organza off the shoulder ball gown embellished with butterfly appliques and crystals. "Isn't he taking this Cinderella concept way too literally?" She sighed. She opened the curtain and stepped down, he stood there staring at her speechless, she raised her brows at him, he nodded giving her a thumbs up, "We'll take this," He smiled at the salesgirl.

She promised that she would stand by my side and help me if anything happened, but it didn't lessen my fears. “First of all, we need to dress you up,” she said, giving Mary a meaningful glance. Eleonor's assistant, Liam, Eleonor, and I were sitting in a large room with a runway that led to something resembling a gigantic walk-in closet. Liam and Eleonor sat on the sofa while Mary dragged me into the mysterious room filled with all kinds of clothes. “Now I really feel like Cinderella,” I muttered, staring at the hundreds of outfits hanging on the endless metal stands.

Sending her a grateful smile, I started to thank her for reassuring me when the strangest thought crossed my mind. I gasped and turned to Isobel, suddenly remembering… “Hey! You’re his sister. You can answer my question. You know that Maleficent costume you made Ezra wear to the Halloween party at work because he lost a bet to you? He said it was your second choice. But he refused to tell me what your first was. So, please… Please, I gotta know what you originally wanted him to wear that night.” Isobel blinked at me without answering. Then she slowly said, “You know about that bet?”

David announced, to the room at large, "THE PRINCESS BRIDE." "That's not even the right movie reference for that dress," Samuel called from across the room, still running. "IT'S A WEDDING DRESS, SAMUEL, WHAT MOVIE REFERENCE DID YOU WANT." "CINDERELLA HAD A WEDDING DRESS TOO." "CINDERELLA'S DRESS WASN'T WHITE, IT WAS BLUE, DAVID, DO YOUR RESEARCH—" Kate stood in the doorway of her own house and did not move for a full three seconds, her brain refusing, initially, to process what her eyes were sending it.

All the attention was focused on us. Damien snake his hands around my waist as we walked. My dress was sparkling like a star. It was a long off shoulder dress made of diamonds. There was a cut that stopped at her thigh. The dress hugged my tiny waist, bringing out my curves. We were the centre of attention now. They kept taking pictures of us from different angle. Some business men kept coming , shaking hands with Damien, giving me a list stare when leaving. I noticed a lady giving me deadly stares. When our eyes meet , she suddenly smiled. Not a nice smile tho. You know this Cinderella's stepmom's evil smile.

, Lacey went straight to the point, "I need a dress for the royal ball and I'm pretty much late. Merinda is forcing me to attend" Granny Vee gave her a big wrinkled face smile. Lacey looked around to find what was making her so happy. "Come with me". Was all she said and Lacey obeyed. On the woman's bed was the most beautiful dress Lacey had ever seen. It was grayish white cloud dress. "How did..." She couldn't even ask her question. The shock was holding her breath. "I didn't", Granny Vee shrugged, "the dress fell out of my closet this morning and I have been awfully busy to put it away".

The others had already left and I was left with the so called Mesta and this bubbly woman. "Can you make it smoky?" I ask serious to the core . She laughs." Of course not darling. That is not so wedding like." After a while she was done. The make up was light and almost natural. Mesta holds out the dress to me. I take it and stumble backwards due to her shove it at me. The woman helps me get into the Cinderella dress. I express my gratitude and she gives me a sorrowful look. I look at the girl in the mirror and she states blankly at me.