Dress Story Novels & Stories

I look at Dylan and he's watching me carefully. "Go on, open it," he demands, gesturing to the dress. I pull the zipper down and a small gasp leaves my lips. The dress inside looks almost identical to my dream dress. The bodice and the tulle design are exactly what I had dreamt of. The only difference is this dress is red. A small tear escapes the corner of my eye. "It's beautiful," I whisper, running my fingers across the soft material of the bodice. "Atlas has great taste in fashion," Dylan mutters, moving closer to touch the dress, "It's amazing."

“Let’s go in there!” Emmy squealed as she dragged me into the first store. It was Varanasi. We had each picked out three dresses. All of Emmys were exactly like she talked about. Mine were all very different styles. The first one was a dark green thin strapped dress with a deep V. It was tight around my waist and then went straight down. The slit came up to my mid-thigh. Walking out of the dressing room, I got up and stood in front of the mirrors.

I walked into the Paolo Sebastian store and turned to give him a warning glare which he shrugged off. We entered the store and after formal greeting before I could place my demands David being David interjected. "Hi, kindly bring us some formal maxis with full sleeves and covered backs." I glared at him but decided to stay quiet. I headed to the room as the saleswoman came in with three dresses. I tried the first one. It was a beautiful dress with floral embroidery on it. I went out to David to show him the dress as he was sitting on the plush sofa using his mobile. He looked at me admiringly and said to change but we are getting it as I can wear it on some other occasion.

It was hard to keep tabs on everyone. "Welcome to our store. What can we do for you today?" a overly enthusiastic young woman greeted us as we entered an all-girls clothing store on the first floor. It wasn't crowded; in fact, it had only a few people, making me come to the conclusion that their prices were high. "Bring every fancy dress you have that fits her," Draven ordered, asking for the dressing room. Once we got in there, he pulled me into a short, fast kiss that left me tingling all over.

Drew asked. "Two days," I said. "Okay then.. that's close." Drew said. "Yeah, I didn't bring any clothes to change to so I'd just put on what I wore yesterday." I said to Drew. "Naah, I'd order you a fit." Drew said. "You really don't have to bother," I said. "Yeah I know," Drew said, walking over to his bedside table to pick up his phone. He came closer to me and showed me some dresses from an online store.

Liam’s energy is relentless as he picks out a fishing hat adorned with quirky feathers and a leather-bound notebook for Grandpa’s fishing notes. Once done, the shop attendant wraps everything up in gift bags giving me a chance to glance around the store, when suddenly my gaze lands on a display across the store within the mall. A dress. Not just any dress—a soft, flowing navy gown with delicate embroidery at the hem and a high slit... It’s elegant yet simple, the kind of thing Stacy would look stunning in at my father's birthday party... I can already picture her wearing it, the way it would accentuate her sharp yet graceful presence.

The tension between us is thick enough as it is. The stylists go to work quickly, transforming me in what feels like no time at all. My hair is pinned up elegantly, my makeup flawless, and the dress they’ve chosen hugs my figure in all the right places. My dress is elegant and perfectly tailored. It's a stunning, floor-length gown in a deep, rich red that complements my skin tone. The fabric flows gracefully, giving me an air of sophistication, while the intricate details, like the subtle beading add a touch of luxury.

'' Follow me please. We follow the saleswoman and I look for a dress, walking back and forth through the store, until I find a beautiful red dress, it has a V cut to the belly and several strips open in the middle of the belly, you don't even need to wear a bra, it it goes down to the knees and is very sexy. “I'll take that dress. '' I point at him and Dona Rosa widens her eyes. “A''are you sure, miss?” I look at her.

This was her chance toward independence. After a quick shower, she stood in front of her closet, her mind racing through options. She needed to look professional, yet approachable. After a brief moment of contemplation, she picked a sleek black dress, one that accentuated her figure without being too revealing. The dress had a modest neckline and a hemline that hit just below the knee, perfect for a corporate interview. She paired it with a delicate silver necklace, a simple touch that made her feel confident but not overdone.

However, I still tried to keep the spark going and dove back into my closet to find out something else. "And how is this dress ?,” I excitedly asked after taking out another outfit from the entire shop of clothes that filled my wardrobe. "Oh my God ! What is that ?,” Dre asked horrified. "It is a theme dress !,” I simply said. "Is the theme 'Humiliation' ?,” he asked. Grrrrr. I wanted to punch this guy in his guts so bad. However, this guy was a hell of a genius fashionista and gave fierce competition to my sextuplet sisters- Aira and Joy, who were self made billionaires in this line.