Marinette Dress の小説・ストーリー

The faint smell of ocean breeze drifted in through the slightly open window. Marianne looked effortlessly put together, as always. She wore a light, flowy sundress in a soft coral shade that complimented her skin tone, the fabric cinched gently at the waist. Her hair was tied in a loose braid over one shoulder, and she had simple sandals on. She looked like she belonged to a travel magazine. “I’ll take Atticus downstairs,” she said, reaching out her hand. “You should get ready. The others are already buzzing.” Atticus grabbed her hand instantly. “Let’s go, Nana!”

I can hear my sisters on the other end. “I guess they’ve arrived,” I tell Petal. She’s been quietly looking through the dresses. “Is there something else you would rather wear to the ceremony, Petal? I know the sprites tend to wear clothing that is made of flowers and vines,” I say to her. “You want flowers? Hang on,” Melanie says. She goes to the back of the shop and comes back with a white dress that has a V-neck top that flares softly from under the breasts. All around the sleeves, under the bra, and down the sides of the dress are cloth flowers. On the back, those same flowers decorate the open back down to the waist.

She wore the dress in the changing room and came out to leave everyone speechless. The dress that she wore was deep maroon red, verging on the color itself. It came in at her waist with a gold belt-like pattern and flowed outward in soft waves down to the floor. It shimmered in the light, flecks of golden glitter sparkling like stars in the night sky. It was ivory chiffon, with a high neck and netted sleeves; a narrow band of transparent fabric from the neckline to the waist, and a flowy skirt with a net crinoline. The crinoline was maroon satin, with black netting underneath. Everyone gasped when she came out of the changing room.

Clarabelle replied. Concerned about her attire, Marisa voiced her worries, stating, "But what should I wear? I don't possess any alluring dresses." Clarabelle swiftly reassured her, "Don't worry. I've got an array of enticing dresses that will leave your client utterly captivated." Without wasting another moment, they hurried to Clarabelle's mini closet, which was filled with an assortment of stylish and seductive dresses. Together, they began selecting the perfect attire for the upcoming rendezvous. Marisa was amazed by the choices Clarabelle had at her disposal, and they worked together to find a dress that made Marisa feel confident and attractive.

He announced, laughing and I looked over my shoulder to see who it was. I saw some rich looking people walking into the hall with full elegance. They seemed to have similar traits and appearance with lady Marinette, especially the stunning woman at the front whom was dressed impeccably in a shimmering green dress that complimented her emerald green eyes.. I guessed that she must be Lady Marinette's mother while the rest could also be her family. Right after them was Lady Marinette, walking graciously into the hall through the door, putting on a similar dress like her mum as she also took a table somewhere around where they were all seated together at the front role.

Maryn looked at the man sitting on the couch at a distance from her, she bit her lips and strolled towards the mirror slowly. "I think it looks weird." Maryn voiced, pressing her lips together. Maryn was not so fond of wearing mini dresses, she was fine with jeans, top, shirts etc. A tomboy outfit was her preference. As she stood in front of him, Adolf looked up and he found himself losing. It was a smocked eyelet off-shoulder mini dress, barely above her thighs. She had her wavies loosened behind her back and she had only put on a bit lipstick, that was all.

He looked pleasantly surprised. “Oh wow, thank you so much, Ma’am!” he said cheerfully. I simply smiled at him. “Take care,” I added, and he drove off. As soon as I got back inside, I opened the box right away. “It’s beautiful!” I gasped, clearly amazed by the dress Ma’am had sent. It was the kind of style Natalie—being a model—usually wore. I’ve seen her in similar gowns during fashion shows. It was a maroon evening gown, off-shoulder, with a fishtail design.

, Rain said. She ordered her store staff to line up the latest of her designs. Jake took place on a couch and looked at me quietly. I went through all the dresses and picked up four. One is a shiny maroon body cone dress with a sweetheart neckline and flare from the knees. Second is a beige dress with a shiny navy blue sheer layer all along the dress, which gives a beautiful mix of both colours. Another is an off-shoulder shiny baby blue dress. The last one is a sunset dress.

I laughed softly to hide my rosy cheeks; I don’t want Adam to notice that I had never been in a place like this. “Yeah, I had been picking these dresses for you since Master Levi told me about your presence! I can’t believe he hid you all this time, how can a perfect lady like you be kept from the world?” He chuckled; Adam then made his way toward the dresses. “I think it will be nice on you!” He picked a maroon dress from the hangers. It was a mermaid dress; the waist was small and under the knees as blooming as the ocean, no shoulder straps on the top and it was maroon with a little bit of twinkling beads.

The following day 5:00pm Mariana glanced at herself in the mirror. The dress she wore was really mesmerising and expensive. It was a sequin, sexy gold evening bridesmaid V-neck long dress. A pair of crystal earrings dangled from her ears, the only pop of colour that was in loving contrast to her lips. She grabbed her purse and headed downstairs to meet Marcello, who was waiting for her. As she descended the stairs, a hungry look overtook Marcello's face as he took her in.