Clueless Couple Costumes Novels & Stories

The theme had been meticulously chosen, reflecting the couple’s desire for a unique and memorable celebration. Khana, dressed as Carmilla, exuded an ethereal charm in her flowing red gown, her dark hair cascading in soft waves of night. Richard, standing tall beside her, looked every bit like Cecelion, his dark suit and dark black hair, giving him an air of mysterious elegance of a vampire. Though Khana had never played the game, she had spent hours browsing the internet, carefully selecting their costumes to ensure they made a striking pair.

No chance she will miss an event like this. I'm sure she won't say no to a chance of dressing up and showing off. Other couples are slowly moving to the beat of the slow music playing in the speakers. I already feel bored. A bunch of rich people pretending to be noble, yet behind those suits lays the most lethal weapons anyone can think of. The ladies are not left behind either, someone might think their hair is held with an innocent hair clip, and those long dresses are just a guise to hide what is truly inside.

While the two ladies were so happy that they could finally spend time with each other. "Chandra, look at that. Those ternos are so cute. They look so classy. Look, they also have it in male clothings. We could buy this for us to have like a couple dress for our partner. Here, the blue pair is yours because light blue will surely suit you and Adolfo's skin tone. I will have this green pair. I hope Alarick would like it." Claire was so ecstatic as soon as she saw those clothes for couples. They bought other couple clothes of different designs. They have bought three pairs each. In the next store, they saw adorable clothes for babies.

Chapter 11 The Vicentes walked graciously into the party, Mr Vicente's wore a black tuxedo, his almost grey hair was combed to the back, he had this very expensive look on. His wife Clara look exceptional, her brown hair was rolled in beautiful bonds, the body hug gown she wore show cased her beautiful shaped curve. Like mother like daughter, Clarissa was dressed in a red gown, which had her curves showing too, her hair was coiled even more and was poured on both shoulders

The costume was fairly tight, hugging her every curve in a seductive and very enthralling fashion. “Dark blue zip dress, white colored belt,” Glen whispered, “navy hat, matching gloves, white knee-high boots. Damn, if I get lucky, I’m going home with a hot navy tonight.” “Zip it, Glen!” Liezel greeted and beamed at Una. “You came!” “Nice decorations, Liezel, although your committee could do a little more…be more creative.” “Shush! You are so disgusting, Glen.”

(End of flashback) --- Clara giggled and then she decided to wear a new dress that was made by the seamstress as per her mother’s order for a get together at her parent’s house. It was a gorgeous deep red with black shiny patches of thread works all over. It fitted her perfectly and showed her cleavage enough giving her a sexy look yet not vulgar. She wore the hat Mark brought for her and the wrist watch.

Jacqueline was accompanied by a guy. Clara and Dalia knew he was her husband from the photos they had seen, and because they were holding hands. She seemed nervous and hurried, her low-heeled shoes tapping on the smooth hospital floor. She was wearing a grey linen outfit, with pleated pants and a three-quarter-sleeve blazer. Dalia and Clara stood up together and followed her and her husband as they walked past without noticing them.

Please be us. "–Mr. and Mrs. De Bance." Another couple glided through and joined the Vermont's on stage. They were as extravagant as the first couple, but their money shone through in the quiet and simple accessories as well as their perfect suits, which I could tell were from the best of designers. I shifted uncomfortably in place and Mr. Wright beamed at me. "Getting cold feet, kitten?" "N-No," I lied, blinking rapidly and wrestling the colour in my cheeks. "I'm just..."

It was two couples celebrating 25 years of happy marriage. The two came out on the host's request clad in stunning magenta traditional clothing. The woman was in Saree while the man had a turban, brocade and trousers. They looked like a match made in heaven- beautiful lady and handsome, gentle husband. Aarti scoffed when she saw them. "Hypocrite!" she muttered in disapproval. Grandma turned her head to look at her granddaughter. "Dear, did you say something?" she asked. "Well, I did. They look good together." Aarti replied with a fake smile.

I told them from the jump, it was a one time thing. But Clover? Never. Not her. “I think our story’s different,” Clover says quietly. “We’re more than just sexual partners.” Braylee laughs. “Okay, whatever you say. But it must’ve been good, you even cooked the man breakfast.” Clover laughs. “I could barely walk this morning.” “Girl,” Braylee says, “you better keep that one. He sounds like a Connor type guy.” They keep talking about costumes, the Trojan party, togas, gold headpieces. Braylee and Connor matching in silver and white. Clover and me in gold.