Primrose Everdeen Costume Novels & Stories

I just crawled into bed, missing Dillon so much it literally hurt. Wednesday: I bolted upright in bed around 6am. I’d had a dream where a princess was attending a Venetian masquerade ball. She was wearing a floor length, burnt orange silk gown, covered in delicate black lace. That was it! That was the inspiration for Blaire’s dress!

Seasonal fruit, moon-blessed venison, honey cakes shaped like crescent moons for the children. Gavin would love those. Speaking of Gavin, he had gotten his costume. A tiny deep-crimson tunic lined with black fur, fit for a little prince. When he first saw it, he looked thrilled… until he realized it meant being in front of other people. “Do I have to talk?” he asked, wide-eyed. “No speeches,” I promised, crouching down to smooth his hair. “Just stand by my side. That’s all.” He seemed to accept that. Barely.

She wore a mahogany off-shoulder and maxi long skirt overlaid with a black bustier. I decided to attend the Moon Festival rather late in the game. I had spent the last two days locked away in the cottage, but I knew I couldn't keep going on like that. I decided it was safe to let Rose, Jasmine, and Violet go outside after the potion still held the curse's effects. Jasmine burst cheerfully into my room. The color of her outfit and mine were identical, down to the length. Behind her, Rose and Violet followed. The twinkle in their eyes told me they were just as excited as Jasmine.

I remember how much she hated wearing them, so I am not surprised that her dream self would avoid them. She also made an effort to look more comfortable and feminine in other ways. She has pulled her hair free of its confining braids and it now floats around her shoulders like a nebulous blonde flame. Hidden within the curls are small pins with red jeweled flowers from which fine silken ribbons are draped. She made an effort to be pretty. "Millie," Primus breathes as she enters the room, his eyes unable to look anywhere but her. She turns to the sound of his voice, like a flower growing towards the sun.

Riley snagged Aspen to help her, so I have one of her sisters, Abeline to help with my hair. For tonight, I am wearing a floor length, navy blue A-line chiffon dress with a halter neck and a goldish brown embroidered floral bodice. The floral bodice is perfect for representing our pack and the sprites and since Abeline is doing my hair, she puts it up and then adds a row of red and white roses, baby’s breath and greenery at the top of my low braided bun. The end result is that I look like I was made for Safe Haven pack.

HAVEN POV I stood in front of the mirror in the costume shop, staring at my reflection. Bolt after bolt after bolt of brightly colored fabrics and rack after rack of costumes surrounded me, but I fixated my eyes on the costume currently on my body. The bodice of the purple costume had a sweetheart neckline, with off the shoulder flutter sleeves adorned with flower petals. The petals also decorated the bodice, with rhinestones and flowers that started at the top of the neckline and met in the middle all the way down to the skirt.

Epligue ( 77 ): It was everything she had ever wanted. Kaitlyn had never known she could be so happy. Kaitlyn breathed in. Her world coming together as she held her chin high. She was dressed to the nines, gliding in time with the music as her mermaid style dress flowed around her. It was white with pink lace, and she still wore the red heart necklace over the open V-Shaped bodice. She felt like a real princess then, the audience gaping at her as her curled red hair spilled from her pink diamond rose clip.

I did not have plans to meet the alpha yet, but we stayed in the same building and I would not like that he came across me unplanned and I was not looking my best. I wanted to be breathtaking in a way that did not seem planned. Jasmine had a lot of fancy clothes of course, but for my mission, I needed the best of all. “Why do you need to sort your clothes anyway?” Prisca asked with a frown on her face, obviously not happy that I was making her do the job. She grudgingly searched the dresser and passed me a yellow dress. “Here, keep this.” I took it from her and checked it. My face squeezed into a frown.

Stop thinking Rhea's her ally! My stepsister placed some platinum-blond hair behind her pale ear. It was loose and straight, falling to her small waist. She wore a light green dress with reflective gemstones stitched along the neckline, long sleeves, and a long skirt; a matching coat complemented her ensemble. It was perhaps the plainest thing I'd ever seen her in. "You should get dressed, Rose. A proper lady doesn't parade around in her nightclothes all day," she half-joked, half-lectured. I nodded and obeyed.

The only ones not yet ready were Skyller and Christian. " Wow, Rose, are you determined to kill someone from the heart today? " Liam sneered. " I hope I find someone worth it," I crooned. My costume consisted of a white tulle bodice encrusted with various sparkly pebbles and a tulle tutu skirt that didn't even reach halfway up my thighs. In the back I wore a pair of white wings and a halo on my head.