Fashion Styles Novels & Stories

The two of them immediately entered a room with many expensive clothes on display, and a saleswoman came over to help give directions. Sonya actively gave recommendations, but Nina subtly rejected everything she recommended because it did not match Nina's taste. It was clear that Sonya and Nina had different tastes in fashion. Sonya likes glamor, glitter, and striking colors, while Nina likes simple models and elegant, classy, soft colors. Nina's eyes were finally drawn to a specially displayed mannequin, a graceful ivory short dress. Nina asked the saleswoman about the dress. "What? Do you want this dress?" Sonya was wide-eyed at Nina's choice; it looked straightforward.

I smiled at her, hoping she would know how thankful I was that I didn’t have to do this alone. She took the clothes from my arms and went around the racks again. Then she came back with new sets of mini t-shirts, sleeveless tops, fitted shirts, shorts and casual jeans. All plain and neutral colors. Nothing floral or hot pink. That way, the style is feminine but not overly girly, which was exactly what I wanted. If I liked this style, then I’ll get comfortable with it and slowly experiment.

They smiled at me and explained about the fabric types, sizes, and how they would look gorgeous on me. “This one is Chanel Fall, blah, blah, Couture, blah, blah” I wasn’t particularly paying attention to what they were saying. I didn’t care about luxury brands. Having been in half dead situations would make you that. Though I liked the looks of the least strange ones. Some of those luxury clothes were really strange. They had a thousand flaps and some were askew. I was noting color schemes and cuttings. Some were really nice. Maybe I could create my own style in the future.

After doing my make-up, Tina suggested that I'll borrow some of her dress for my first date. She knows my style, my usual style is the simple one, casual and things like that. Her style is always elegant, formal, chick and those heart fluttering styles. Rose's style is very comfy, she loves wearing hoodies, wide pants, jumpers, hats, those things. While Gione's style is cute like shorts, bright colors you know those cute clothes which she can definitely pull off. I agreed as I don't have the perfect outfit for tonight. I was even planning on wearing a green long dress with a cute puff sleeve and a simple tie on the waist.

The style became worse with their 'unique' design, different on each side. Upon hearing that, the salesperson was amused. "Sir, you must be joking! This asymmetrical style is the newest trend this year! There's always a little girl living in every woman's heart after all. That's the reason why these cute styles are getting popular over recent years. Look at that lady over there! The shoes she's wearing have a similar style to our product. This design is a must-have for this season. Your beautiful girlfriend seems to like it, why don't you buy a pair for her?"

Another one is a light purple sleeveless slim-fit long dress, with a slightly fishtail-style hem, and an overall design that is simple and elegant. Carolyn tried both styles and found that they both looked good. One style made her look cute and youthful, while the other style made her look elegant and dignified without appearing old-fashioned. Carolyn felt like she had always been wearing the first style, so she made up her mind to wear the second one. She was a pair of high-heeled shoes in the same color scheme. She lifted her dress and walked out of the wardrobe, opening the bedroom door. Carsen was about to knock on the door when he saw it open.

“There are also offshoots that turn into the food court and such. If we want to get dinner later. Come on, there are a few clothing shops down this way. See what aesthetic you like best.” I pulled him with me but he was far more hesitant. We walked past a bunch of stores until there were a few stores that sold clothes side by side. It ranged from metal to preppy, street, surf, and a few in-between. “Do you have a style or preference? All of these places are pretty different. So if something jumps out to you…” Looking down at Riley, he looked like he was going to cry. My eyes widened and I cupped his face, forcing him to look at me.

Her thin lips lightly opened and she slowly said, "Then I would like to ask, what is the so-called fashion?" Lillian choked. Fashion everyone's position is inherently different, it has no framework at all. Renea continued, "Fashion is trendy fashions that don't fit in." "I don't think that it's fashionable to show your breasts and back, and if so, wouldn't it be more striking to come in a bathing suit." Renea's words were offending to the eighty percent of the female stars present. One by one, to show themselves better, can show never a little.

I said to Freya, nodding at the catalogue. “Ah, I like that outfit you showed me. I’ll go with that.” “Cool. Then pick eight more.” “What?” Freya asked, aghast. “Freya, it’s Fashion Week,” I explained, wiggling my eyebrows to tease her more. “Not Fashion Hour. You’re going to need enough clothes to last you for the entire duration. And repeating outfits are not allowed. I have a reputation, you know—” “Wait, hold on—I don’t think I need so many—”

Maggie sighed, “fine.” “First things first. Name someone from a movie or show who’s style you like.Then tell me what you need your clothes to do for you. Do you want to be able to work out in them? Do you want to look hot? Do you feel comfortable showing your stomach or legs?” I asked. Rishi nodded, “good questions. Also, what are big no’s for you, as far as clothing.”