Miraculous Ladybug Marinette Costume の小説・ストーリー

Among the plates, glasses and the large tray full of pancakes in the center of the table, there were papier-mâché, glitter and very small flower petals, probably because they were the only ones that Millicent was tall enough to reach in the garden. And, right in front of the table, her daughter stood, dressed in her darker pajamas, as if to imitate formal wear, and with a tie tied crookedly around her neck that Alice recognized as part of her magician costume for the Halloween which was coming soon. “Millie?” Alice smiled, laughing at Millicent's determined expression and inflated cheeks “What's all this...?”

Madeline's POV Margaret had worked miracles. When Annie and Nate arrived at eight that evening, the apartment was spotless, and the rich, comforting aroma of porcini mushroom risotto filled the air. Marcus and I were both ready. He wore a dark blue dress shirt that made his eyes stand out, and I had on a black dress that softly skimmed my belly. "Madeline!" Annie exclaimed the moment the door opened, pulling me into a warm hug that had to be carefully negotiated to accommodate both of our bellies.

Luca and Ella said in unison while politely bowing at them before they left the office for their assigned tasks. When they were left alone once again in the office, Mira went to check something on the bookshelf that made Angel follow what she was doing. He sifted through her from head to toe. There he became aware that Mira was wearing not her usual clothing for Angel’s sight. She wore her usual black coat but the rest was different. Her inner clothing from the top was a crimson red long sleeve polo black corset for her top and then, black shaper slacks with black two inches knee boots for her bottom.

NATALIE Staring at my reflection in the mirror, I sigh. I am wearing an amber-coloured fascinating silk mikado dress with a geometric neckline embroidered with rhinestones and crystal. The neck is wrapped up by an imposing loop asymmetrically cut to the bies. It hugs my body at all curves, restricting me from moving too freely. When Ryker said he will initiate me as his official Luna, he was not joking. I realized this in the morning when he prepared everything in a matter of hours and asked me to get ready.

After their conversation a while ago, she changed her clothes into her pink little gown. “And now, let's welcome our little angel. The princess of this mansion, our Miracle Collin. Together with her grandfather, Dr. Leon.” The people started clapping and looked around like her to find Miracle. Their eyes settled on the stairs connected to the terrace upstairs to the patio. Her little angel was revealed. Dad was holding her hands as they walked downstairs. Miracle flashed her smile and waved like she had won in the Miss Universe. She was dressed in her pink gown, had two big feathery white wings on her back, while her hair was tied like a princess with her silver crown.

Mira looked at herself in the full length mirror. Her wedding dress was, in a word, stunning. It wrapped around her in waves with various pleats and drapes. There were small red and orange beads that were incorporated in it. At first glance, the beadwork was random with no organization. But if you watched as Mira walked the beads appeared to be flames flowing down the skirt. He dress was not a traditional dress. It was close fitting and in a color that started out as a beautiful gold and then faded into a beautiful fiery orange until the lower half of her skirt, which was a brilliant bright, scarlet color.

I changed into the beautiful dress Anabelle had picked for me and when I looked at the mirror, all I could see was a beautiful princess staring back at me. Blossom had insisted on wearing the same colour of dress with me and I had obliged. The birthday party was really going well and everything was well organized. My attention was called to cut the cake when I heard guy call my name from behind me. I stood there startled for a while trying to remember where I had heard they voice from and then he called me again by my full name MIRABEL. It was that same voice that made my heart beat and made me have butterflies in my stomach. I couldn't believe my ears, or was I hearing things. I turned shar

"Just some slang used in the human world." Lynn shook her head and Lady Mana chuckled. "We have to," Mariella said. "It's one of the most important festive night of the year." Their conversation lingered and flowed for a few moment with soft laughter and tease Until Mariella's gaze shifted and fell on Maida who just walked in beside Elder Gavin, her chin lifted high, her steps confident and deliberate. Her gown was impossible to ignore. A bright red gown, that flowed elegantly to the ground, the fabric shimmering with every step she took. The neckline was delicately embroidered with moon patterns.

But it was extremely difficult because everyone was wearing a mask. I felt a presence next to me and turned my head to the right to look at the person. This young lady was dressed in a blood-red gown with beadings on her chest and a black lace feather mask. Scarlet! I recall her reaction when she saw that gown in the boutique. She fell in love with it right away and gushed about how Patrick adores the color red and how she was going to blow his mind with it. It's also ironic that her outfit corresponds to her name.

"It is our mage uniform. It will keep prying eyes off you but make sure to keep your head bent low to avoid anyone seeing your face. I will lead you out of the glasshouse but that is as far as I can go." Germaine opened up the cloth in her hand. It was a one-piece garment with blue and white stripes and a hood. She quickly wore it and draped the hood over her head. Lady Lucia who had been staring at her nodded in satisfaction. "Good. Now keep your head down. If anyone we pass asks you any question, I will do the talking."