Prom Dress Drawing Novels & Stories

It was their graduation from college party, and she’d been cajoled to go by her roommates. She was twenty-one again, standing in a crowded hall in her cheap satin dress. It clung too tightly, but she’d told herself she looked fine. She’d been sketching on the back of a napkin, hiding from the party, when he found her. Leonard Blackwell. The tall, arrogant golden boy. “What’s this?” he asked, plucking the sketch from her fingers. “Drawing prom dresses no one will wear?” Her cheeks burned, and she pushed her round glasses up her nose, and she smiled at him with her scattered teeth. “It’s just a design.”

But then she saw Delilah staring directly at her as if she had just seen the most amazing thing in the world and Liz just had to give her a try. A couple of kilometers away, that same night, Gigi was holding a pencil between her teeth trying to figure out how to design the dress she was being asked to draw when Bella invited her to a party. She had many things to do and hated partying with her whole soul, but that night, she gave it a try. Maybe she could meet a person who could fill her void even if it was just for the night.

Prince Danks entered. The Princess laughed, applying the final touch of her lipstick. "A picture please?" She smiled, revealing her dimple which was at one side of her cheeks, She couldn't afford to miss taking one picture of him regarding how hot he is looking right now - Dama really got an handsome mate as him, Dressed in a black suit with a golden retriever on the side of the breast pocket and his hair styled backwards, dyed in a lighter Golden color - La drip La hot!

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? "

*Monroe's POV* It’s finally prom night. We all get ready at my house with the exception of Brett and Jason who are getting ready with they’re dates. Deciding to go along with the casino royale theme, I wear a tight, low-cut black dress with a slit up my left side. Maddy is wearing an a-line, v-neck red dress with a slit up the side and Charlie is wearing a long-sleeved off the shoulder, fitted green dress with, you guessed it, a slit up the side. Cade, Xander and Matt look hot as fuck in their tuxedos when they come to pick us up.

This is Drew’s favourite picture of Lana. I see now that the day was special. Drew is wearing a light grey suit, while Lana is wearing a white, off-the-shoulder, floor-length dress. The dress is gorgeous, with diamonds across the bust. Her hair is fashioned in a French braid, resting over her right shoulder. Goddess, the light in Drew’s eyes is something to behold. I wish I knew how to find Lana and bring her home. I’d do anything to see Drew smile the way he is in that picture.

I still don't know how they can belong to the same family, they are so different both in appearance and personality, Chris is more outgoing, open to the world, when Roman is enigmatic and would eliminate the world if he could. My hand is still in Roman's hand for most of the commute, he only shoots when he leaves my side to play checkers with Christopher, and a sleepy Emerald has taken his seat and mumbles a few things before throwing himself into a super deep sleep. I keep studying, reading and writing, planning and putting in mind everything I still needed to decide about my bridal studio, especially with the decoration, it's not as simple as it seems. But after a while it just seems too m

I was sitting on the study chair with my legs in Indian style. "I'm trying to design my wedding dress and it is a complete failure." I huffed and pouted. His fingers traced the outline of my mouth. "You don't have any inspiration for drawing, should I give you one?" "No," I laughed. "Make me tea," I said to him. "Of course," he stated back. "How is it?" There was a stupid grin on my face while showing a design for Alim's suit. I had not been able to draw one for me but I had drawn a very unique design for Alim. It was looking great in my mind- and I had fingers crossed for it to look as much good in real too.

They took some time to select the perfect dress for the bride to be when Dylan's eyes got fixed on a beautiful dress. "Can you try this, my love?" he asked and she nodded taking the dress with the salesgirl inside the changing room. Five minutes later Pidge walked out wearing a beautiful dress. She looked so gorgeous that it took his breath away. It was a long prom dress with sweetheart neck and high side slit evening gown in bottle green colour. She looked some sort of a fairy walking down straight from heaven. "Wow..." was the only word he managed to speak at that moment. Pidge looked herself into the mirror, the dress fitted her so very perfectly.

He commented and I could see excitement swimming in his eyes. Looking back down at the drawing book, I found my pencil wedged in a spot and I flipped it open to land on the last dress I had ever drawn. The blue dress I wanted to make for my prom of highschool stared back at me. I looked around the room and I could see every bit of item necessary to make this dress. "You want me to make this dress?" I asked, to which Karl nodded his head. I placed my hands back on my belly with a chuckle.