Dawn Pokemon Contest Dress Novels & Stories

Eden slipped the sleeveless dress over her head, smoothing it down over her curves until it settled just above her knees. The fabric was a soft satin blend dyed in a rich shade of orange that caught the lamplight in waves. Standing before her full-length mirror, she studied how the gown hugged her body, streamlined but not loud, modest yet irresistible. It was the perfect choice for the evening ahead. Tonight, they would be at Haley’s bachelorette party.

In my house it's life, well Paw Patrol and dinosaurs. He grinned up at me as I danced in front of the mirror. I grinned back as Bad Wolves took over. I grabbed a purple sweater dress that had gorgeous lace running up the sleeves and top with scalloping in the front and back. The dress ended right before my knees and hugged all my curves. Maybe too dressy for a bakery but I wanted to show Jasper I was more than just a mom. I was sexy too. I shook my head as I thought about our text conversation from earlier. I took a quick mirror selfie and sent it to Lori.

"A Vance never walks into a room unprepared. And tomorrow night, we have a very important party. We need armor." "Armor?" Mia’s eyes went wide. "Like a knight?" "Better," Julian smirked, opening the first box. Inside lay a dress of pale, iridescent silk, the color of a sunrise. It was delicate, hand-stitched, and clearly cost more than the entire bakery Elara had left behind. "This is for you, Mia. It’s called 'The Dawn.' Because that’s what you are." Mia gasped, her small hand reaching out to touch the fabric. "For me?"

I looked back at the dress both astounded and confused. Why did he keep it there? Does he want me to choose it? “I got one for you?” Aaron approached me, holding a gray sequin dress with wide straps. The color was strikingly similar to Zavion’s eyes. But yet much less striking than his eyes. I gave him a smile in return and put the gown over the hanger to hold the dress. It was pretty no doubt.

I respond, already looking forward to the party. An Aurora leaves and I change a stunning outfit that exudes elegance and sophistication. My dress is a chic knee-length sheath dress in a soft pastel shade, adorned with delicate floral embroidery along the neckline and hem. The fitted silhouette flatters my figure, accentuating my curves in all the right places.

The dress hugged my figure perfectly. It was simple, elegant and a little daring. Dawn who was standing next to me whistled. “Reis is going to faint if he sees you.” She chirped, her eyes glinting with mischief. “I’m not doing this for him.” “I know,” she said, smirking. “You’re doing it for Ocean.” “Dawn.” I called with a warning tone but she burst out laughing again. “Go already,” she teased, pushing me toward the door. “Before your hockey prince starts sending search parties.”

Ivana added, buttressing Dawn's point. Dawn was clad in a red long-sleeved mid-thigh dress that hugged her slim frame, giving off her long legs. She went all nude on her face, her hair left unpacked, dropping past her mid-back. She looked like she was about to grace the cover of Vogue magazine. Ivana, as usual, stuck with something simple. A pink satin dress that pressed firmly against her skin, augmenting its paleness. Her blonde hair was thrown atop her head in a messy bun, having the littlest makeup on her face.

she groaned. She flipped through her wardrobe, a little surprised at how her hands moved too slowly. She grabbed the off-shoulder dress she made a few weeks ago. It was a peach-colored dress with lace details around the neckline and at the edge of the skirt. She smiled as she put it on. The dress hugged her curves perfectly. It was made to fit her, after all. Sierra put on some light makeup, just enough to make her look presentable for Caleb’s date. She added a bit of mascara and blush, then sprayed some perfume that Caleb gave her last time.

She answered. They helped me take off my white dress. Cassandra got a small bronze basin and moistened a white cloth in it. She gently wiped my face and washed my feet. Elena assisted me in wearing the full-skirted gown. The design was just a simple embellishment and what I liked was the color that seemed grayish on the chest, going darker to the skirt. The skirt was puffy due to the layers of petticoat underneath, making it heavy for me to move around.

The night came and the grand beauty pageant in search for Ms. Albaya 2020 started. It was past eight o’clock in the evening. Grazziena and all other contestants dreaming for the crown were all set for their production number outfits. They were all wearing white shirts with print thereon of the Ms. Albaya beauty Pageant’s logo and design, paired with black shorts showing all their legs. They top it all with white or black sneakers. Grazziena danced gracefully and with poise. She made it a point to stand out from the rest at this early stage of the competition. She was anyway, the tallest and with the fairest skin among all the contestants.