Decora Fashion Novels & Stories

Elara had brought over a stack of fashion magazines, and we were flipping through them, searching for inspiration for our gala attire. “What about this one?” Elara asked, holding up a picture of a stunning gown adorned with intricate lace and shimmering beads. “It’s elegant, yet mysterious. Perfect for a masquerade.” I studied the dress, tilting my head as I considered it. “It’s beautiful, but… I don’t know. I want something that feels like me. Something that makes me feel powerful.” Elara nodded, understanding. “You want to make a statement. I get it. How about this?” She flipped to another page, showing a sleek, form-fitting gown in deep crimson. The neckline was adorned with delicate blac

KALININA COUTURE BOUTIQUE, MOSCOW A week had passed since the engagement party, and the wedding preparations were in full swing as the wedding between Donatella De Luca and Mikhail Morozov was only a week away. Donatella stood in front of the mirror at Kalinina Couture boutique, trying on a stunning long white gown that hugged her body perfectly. The dress featured a subtle flair from the knee down, adding a touch of elegance to her overall look. The V-line neckline accentuated her décolletage, and she couldn't help but rub her hands over the smooth fabric as she gazed at her reflection.

Lia proudly works as a part-time private designer at one of the prestigious companies in her current country. The Cosmo La Creations. It's a popular clothing company that creates luxury apparel around the country and the world. They create the best gowns, dresses, and many more. Also, many of the celebrities would gladly wear their Stunning Creations. Whether it's Hollywood or local celebrities in other famous countries. As a dressmaker, Lia is so proud to be part of that big company's success. Her Aunt Dellia and her Uncle Rudolfo help her to enter that company. They both worked there as an executive officer.

Chapter 15: Nicky "Do you think I look good or are you lying to me because I'm your friend?" Nicky looked like a model who had just gotten out of Victoria's Secret runway. Her long legs, thin body, and completely symmetric face were the perfect combination. And not to mention her charming French accent, she was truly a delight. She was trying a cute little dress and cared about Gigi's opinion. Even though Gigi hadn't been studying Fashion for that long, in her friends' fantasy she was already better than Donatella Versace herself.

What client could be making him smile like that? "Lorenzo's and lies" I muttered under my breath. "Did you say something?" He asked ""No, I didn't," I lied. "I am leaving this damn hall, do you hear me?" As I turned to leave, I saw Ciara, she was all dressed up, holding a Marchesa clothing bag. Marchesa is the biggest company brand in New York City that deals in female dresses. She approached me smiling, stretching forward the bag to me. "Please don't tell me you were in on it too?"

she had declared, and in that moment, Dario had known she was right. The dress was a masterpiece, a blend of classic elegance and modern flair. It hugged her curves in all the right places and flowed out into a delicate train that would leave everyone breathless. Marissa had chosen intricate lace detailing that added a touch of romance, and Dario could only imagine how stunning she would look. He could picture her walking towards him, her face radiating happiness, and his heart raced at the thought.

She had specifically asked for a dull color as she didn't want another red wine mishap. “Thank you so much. I doubt I look half as good as you two.” She smiled graciously at them. "Trust me, Hun, you look stunning tonight. I saw your last dress to the gala and all I can say whoever your designer is, they are good." Debra confessed. “Not half as good as you. I promise, my next dress, you are making it.” She answered graciously. “You would absolutely love whatever dress Debra makes.” Celine praised her friend.

"I am a designer, and I design wedding gowns." "Really?" Delia asked with interest. "Of course." She asked one of the masseurs to get her her purse. She took her card and gave it to them. "I will make myself available tomorrow." Allison looked at the card, with the inscription 'Charlotte's Fashion Home'. She smiled. "We will check it now." "Make sure you do." "We will." Delia answered.

She opened the two-door wardrobe, then took out three pieces of denim jackets, three pieces of pleated skirts, and two pieces of culottes. “Well, try it first; which one do you like? Do you have t-shirts in colours other than white? Blue or beige?” Dean shook his head again. The woman only liked white and pink. Clarita nodded and took several blue and beige T-shirts. Dean decided to wear a beige short-sleeved shirt, then combined it with pale black culottes, then layered it with a waist-length denim jacket. Clarita styled Dean's hair into a 'scorpion' braid and let the strands of hair decorate the edges of hers face. The woman looks elegant and adorable. Clarita combines Dean's sweet face wi