Prom Dress Drawing Novels & Stories

☆☆Mia POV☆☆ I stood in front of the mirror staring at my reflection. I admired the ocean blue dress that hugged my curves and smiled happily to myself. I twirled around and watched the long skirt ruffle the ground. The princess cut sleeves exposed my shoulders and collarbone making it sexy and elegant. I couldn’t help the happiness bubble from exploding inside me. I was finally going out on the prom date with Kevin.

He opened his backpack, drew out a black, thick sketchpad, and then flipped some pages before presenting it to me. He showed me an etched drawing of a beautiful girl with her long fingers brushed on her hair and as though her charcoal eyes were looking straight at me. “You can draw? Drake, this is amazing!” I gasped. He scratched his hair. “It’s not much. I’m still practicing.” “It looks beautiful to me.” I stared at the drawing. “She looks so real. Who is she?” Probably his crush? Please, let it not be his crush. “No one. Just in my imagination. I haven’t tried realism yet.”

I nod and shake a few more hands before Jessica pulls me aside. “She is ready,” Jessica points to the back of the tent. “I’m going to get the guests lined up to throw pedals. Try not to jump her.” Jessica starts lining everyone up and Täydellisyys steps back inside where I can see her. “Fuck!” is all I say. The dress she is wearing is the same color as her prom dress. It’s made of silk and wraps around her loosely. The sleeves are long but the hem is short and her legs are on full display. Her heels match her dress and she is not wearing any stockings.

It wasn't as firm as before. "Maybe I can help you." I spoke in a softer tone, a tactic Klaus had used on me countless times and it always worked. "Maybe all you need is someone with a different view." Scarlett sighed and unlocked her cell phone, then handed it to me. It's a drawing of a dress in dark tones, the top is the one with the most detail for now. It's a bodice with a black background, but you can see the drawings of scales making an S from the left shoulder and outlining the body, where it looks like the dragon's tail is hiding behind. On the right side it's cleaner, but I can see an arrow there and on the side there's a lace detail, as if they were small scales. There was also a t

4 Years ago… In Beau's office were Fress and Beau. Fress sat on a couch chair and chin buried into his hand while Beau sat on the loveseat. In front of them, sprawled out on the table were drawings of designs of different outfits drawn by both Beau and Fress. Fress said, "Alright, we need 2 more designs for the Runway show and then we're done." Beau picked up one of the drawings. The drawing was of a sparkly one shoulder dress that had a tulip skirt. Fress grabbed the drawing from him, looked at it while stroking his chin, and said, "It's a good design, but if we're going to make the dress we need the perfect model to model it."

She frowned up at him. Drew couldn't help the grin covering his face. She'd furrowed her brow so hard she had a wrinkle in her forehead. Reaching up, he smoothed it out. "No babe, trust me. You definitely know how to flirt and you look hot doing it." He took a moment to appreciate the dress they'd finally decided on. Ignoring the fact they were at a Christmas party, he'd convinced her to wear the sexiest little black dress he'd ever seen. It accentuated her curves, thrust her boobs out, and the edges of it skimmed just above her knees. She wore red high heels and he couldn't wait to see if those would later be wrapped around his waist.

Prom Night "Ann, Ann is that you? " Dad asked playfully upon seeing me in my mother's prom dress. "No dad. It's Josie" I reply smiling " You look so much like her on that blessed night. " Dad walks up the short flight of stairs to me. " Princessa, you know she's proud of you wherever she is right? " he asks taking my slender wrist in his large hand. "I know. " " Good girl. So, what are you gonna do? "

The thing was, since bridesmaid dresses were made to match each other, it was emerald green and clashed with their prom theme. Being Student Council secretary and working on the prom committee had some perks. Her ticket and a plus-one were free. Now if only she could scalp them and use the money for a dress… “I can 3-D print that dress,” Ecto said confidently. “For reals?!” “Well… not exactly that dress but something that looks like that. We could make it shorter and give it a mesh-effect flowing look. We could also add geometric shapes and a more futuristic look.” “Wow. You’re like Cinderella’s little bird helpers – if they were techie.”

The room buzzed with energy, in pursuit of perfection. Finally, after several iterations and countless adjustments, Lena held up the revised sketch, brimming with confidence. Stephanie's eyes widened, a smile tugging at the corners of her lips. There, on the paper, was the embodiment of her desires a dress that seamlessly blended elegance, allure, and individuality. Stephanie's nod of approval spoke volumes as she affirmed, "That's exactly what I want, Lena. You've captured my description perfectly."

Greyson asks, pointing to Luna who is still in her swimsuit and cover up. "Wait!! I have the perfect idea for you! Follow me!" Greyson says as he grabs Luna's hand and drags her in the house with me following closely behind. Luna's POV: Greyson is drawing feverishly on the piece of paper he grabbed from Tatum's desk as we stand there watching him work. "There! Perfect!" Greyson says as he hands the paper to me. There is a sketch of a beautiful mid-thigh length dress with a cowl neck and an open back.