Gothic Ouji Fashion Novels & Stories

Mia’s POV “There... there is one more special gown. Perhaps you’ll like it!” The clerk hurried to the back of the store. Moments later, she returned with a mannequin wearing a vintage gown. My eyes lit up, and so did Veronica’s. The gown was a deep, rich purple, adorned with countless pearls and diamonds, like the brightest stars in the night sky. The skirt was embroidered with intricate gold patterns, telling a tale of ancient and mysterious legends. Every stitch and thread exuded an indescribable elegance, like a serene noble waiting for her arrival.

Itachi complimented them. "We bought it last Christmas" Itsumi replied. Both girls wore a shorthand fled gown stopping midway down their thighs, a purse to match their outfit and matching black shoes. While Itsumi's gown was green in colour with her purse, Sakiko wore a sapphire blue gown with a blue purse to go. Their hair was let down, Itsumi's had hers near her breast while Sakiko's flowed behind her below her butt. The pair were a sight to behold. Sasuke walks to meet Sakiko, "You look lovely as always" he winked at her.

How could Rachel miss out on the show? She stifled her snicker and kept her gaze ahead. At exactly 8:50 AM, Oskar Jung appeared at the doorway. He wore a purple suit with matching hat and a yellow tie with a splash of pink in it. Even though the color combination was odd, Oskar Jung’s stature and personality enabled him to pull it off with great finesse. Alexandra scoffed a little but there was a reluctant admiration for the man and his style. After all, he was one of the maestros of fashion and even Alexandra could not measure up to him.

Some things were better left behind closed doors. He couldn’t believe he was doing this. Perry had paid a good price to shut the store down. A Japanese girl in a patent leather cat suit prowled toward them. “How can I help you, Mr. Rothschild.” He eyed Perry. “They know you here?” He waved his suspicion away. “I’m known everywhere.” He faced her. “We would like a few outfits for my friend. Let’s give him something that’s fitting for a proper lady going on an island vacation. Something comfortable, but not showing off too much of her figure. Exquisite, but not flashy. Soft to the touch but not—”

It's making me feel like the most prestigious, entitled woman on earth. Looking up, I see Jean in a discussion with someone. "No one should look at me." I utter quickly, Jean lifts his head up. His back was facing me, he was in a traditional outfit as well. "Jean...Turn around." I command the person, rest all of them having their heads down to their feet. I watch Jean slowly turn around, his bare back filled with some dust for the festival. White and grey, it was. His body below the waist was covered in indigo clothing, symbolizing the sky with the moon.

She let out a soft sigh as she opened the door. Maisie wasn't one for lively gatherings. Internally, she resisted such extravagant banquets, but she had already made a promise to attend. Maisie stepped out of the car, catching Igor's admiring gaze. Usually inclined to wear light-colored dresses, Maisie opted for a sleek white gown that perfectly embraced her exquisite figure tonight. The bold V-neck design revealed her alluring collarbone, and her soft hair was elegantly tied up. She held a silver clutch, adding the perfect finishing touch.

Octavia’s POV We get our smoothies from Tank and head to this boutique shop. She points out the vape shop on the way past and I find a seat outside the changing room waiting for Vi to try on the second of the four dresses she had waiting for her, while I sip away at my smoothy. She comes out and I’m a little taken back by it. It’s a black and baby pink gothic/Victorian style, strapless dress complete with the corset and puff tail it even has little flowers sewn into the waistline its… beautiful.

Jacques is a genius. This gown is all about illusions. It gives an illusion of a neckline, golden detailed tattoos down the arm on such light fabric it's hard to see even when it's on me. The dress is detailed from head to toe with Swarovski crystal embellishments, especially on the bodice. They glitter like the rainbow whenever I move or the light hits me. The bodice is tight and the rest flows out. He used lilac purple and a rose gold to give it an umbrae effect. It's absolutely stunning.

At first, the discussion was very small, but gradually, Weibo and Tik Tok with ulterior motives gradually became popular. However, soon, Gu Jiuci's official club sent a long post back against these posts. "She's from a low-key wealthy family based on her normal life!" The post contained large number of photos and details. It described the price of Gu Jiuci's clothes, shoes, and accessories in detail. Most of them were world-made clothes. These high-end custom-made clothes had always been customized for those with status in order to ensure their own class. Therefore, over time, these high-end custom-made clothes became the symbol of the difference between the nobel ladies and the mistresses.

I quietly sat on a chair at one of the tables with my attendant waiting on me. By the way I am wearing a purple dress with topaz jewelries, garden party shoes, and silk embroidered black gloves as well as an umbrella that I haven’t been using till now. The skirt of the dress is short suitable for a garden party so I am wearing long socks. I look like those cute little gothic noble miss… you know them right? Those crazy little psycho girls in anime and manga, that’s the impression I am giving, at least that’s what I think. But nevertheless I look cute but noble and beautiful and unapproachable. Of course the demeanor of a sophisticated noble lady attracted other people’s attention and gossip.