Prim Everdeen Costume Novels & Stories

I would soon be able to redeem my people and my father's honour and destroy those who had taken it away from us. I went straight to my wardrobe to get a new outfit. I needed something that would make the rebels like me, accept and trust me as one of their own and not a privileged princess. I ended up picking up a pair of grey trousers with a white shirt. The combination made me look simple and regular. I did not button my shirt all the way up as I allowed my shoulder blades to show. I wore a simple flat sandals and I took off all my jewellery. I packed my hair up into a ponytail and then wiped my face off removing the little makeup I had applied before.

She didn’t want to say anything to break the trance he was currently in and gave herself completely to him but she had other plans. Abby was dressed in the form of a fairy tale princess with a tiara placed on her head. She wore a royal blue elegant gown that was free from the waist down and tight from the waist up. It was sleeveless but had matching blue gloves and a pretty short high heel. The bottom of the gown was adorned with blue sapphire crystals that gave the person wearing it an aura of beauty and warmth. The little girl was looking the cutest among all of her friends as she played together with them.

"You look beautiful as usual, Elara." I rolled my eyes at the compliment, though it warmed something in my chest anyway. I'd deliberately chosen not to overdress for Miranda's little circus today—no armor of designer silk, no war paint. I wore a simple, breezy cotton sundress in a soft lavender hue that complimented the lingering paleness still clinging to my skin, paired with flat tan leather sandals and a slouchy, oversized hobo bag slung across one shoulder.

Soft cotton onesies with little animals, hats with cute ears, cozy pajamas that smelled like happy childhood. “Look,” she said, showing him a tiny gray bunny outfit complete with floppy ears on the hood. “For the first month.” Nathan raised a brow and studied it with the same seriousness he had given the pile of balls. “A bunny?” “Yeah. And this one’s a cow,” Tessa grabbed another one with black and white spots. “And this one’s a dinosaur, the hood has little spikes. He can wear a different costume every day.” Nathan looked at the row of costumes, then at Tessa’s bright eyes. A warm, genuine smile crossed his face. “He’s going to be the most stylish baby. And the most battle ready for the wo

I felt like he was just waiting for the right moment to peel it all back and make it pop. I knew it was going to be weird to show up as Gertrude B. Elion, so I had decided to just wear a cape and call myself a superhero. Getting the costume was going to cost a lot of money, and then it was a waste. The cape costs less and can be reused over and over again.