Prom Dress Drawing Novels & Stories

Michael made me try on twenty of his designed gowns, as if I were his favorite doll. "Now, I finally know what you need," he said, grabbing a sheet of paper and starting to sketch something. Miranda and I silently watched his hand draw swift lines that eventually blended into a beautiful gown design. When he finished, he proudly turned the sheet of paper our way so we could judge his creation. Once I saw the sketch, my heart began to pound. He had drawn a beautiful dress with a jewel neckline, a waistline that was delicately outlined with a band, and a mermaid skirt with a fishtail back.

Tabitha, Jaelyn, Madeleine, and Lola were sitting on the guest sofa. Tabitha quickly got up and walked over to hold Zoey's hand. "Zoey, we came here today to ask you to design a dress for us." Zoey smiled, "Sure, you can tell me what style you like and any specific details you want. I will design a drawing for you to see later, and once you are satisfied, we can proceed with the production." Madam nodded and said, "Alright, then I'll start." The meeting room had pens and paper, and from Madam to the few people present, everyone introduced their preferences and details. Zoey took notes one by one, and a rough draft was drawn on the spot based on the descriptions of the four individuals.

, I chipped know with a chirpy voice and I could see it in their expressions that it got on their last nerves. I watched them with hooded eyes as they shred the ugly designs into pieces and sighed when they handed me the sketchpad back. "You must think this is funny, but you haven't seen aything yet. You will sit here and draw me other better designs", Lola snapped angrily, and I shrugged. "Of course", I replied with a smile. I took out my drawing materials from my bag and began to draw again. The dresses I drew were not much different from the ugly ones I had drawn earlier. This time, they were more hideous, giving exaggerated views of what Lola had described her dress to look like.

This boy sketching had been improved. My eyes were probing his designs with an awed look morphing my face. The dress was a long one with a skirt underneath, a long top over which had a cut in the center, starting from the end of the chest and went down. It gave a full view of underneath skirt. But there was something missing in this outfit.

"I don't hate her... but if she was on fire and I had a bucket or water.. I'd fucken drink it... all of it and let her burn in peace..." Precious laughed, "yep you still hate her." I applied deodorant and went to put on my long black v-neck side-slit prom dress. The sleeveless v-back dress has bold shoulder straps and a trendy exposed-zipper closure. It also flattered my figure with a slimming empire waist bodice.. it made me look like a fucken Goddess. "Shit..." Precious breathed out and I turned to give her a questioning look. She handed me my black heels, "here just kill us already. You look like you fucken walked out of a magazine."

REBECCA'S POV "These are good," I said, mumbling, flipping through the pages of the files that Alyssa dropped on my desk. "Hmm, they are. I like this one more," Alyssa said, leaning over as she pointed to one of the sketches at the corner. I darted my eyes, spotting the one she was talking about. It was a red signature dress with an off-shoulder, mermaid tail, and a thick slit. "You like that?" I arched a brow. Alyssa, noticing that she must have said it out loud, straightened, clearing her throat.

That's a fact that I can't deny. "Your date is already downstairs." Aunt Delia, who had just entered my room, smiled. Tonight is our prom. I smiled as I looked at my reflection in the mirror. My dress was very close to my waist. It emphasizes my curves and highlights my white skin. My hair is perfectly styled just how I want it. I also put a light make up on my face that made me look more mature than my age. Then I paired my dress a beige stilletos. Actually that was really for mama then. He didn't use it much so it still looks good.

Leo turned his drawing board to reveal a drawing of a calm lake. Daniela and the remaining three applauded him. Rocco showed his drawing next, which was a messy combination of red and black. They still applauded him. Alessio turned his drawing board. His drew a picture of four small boys running in a field. He was applauded. Killian turned to Matteo, the ring leader. “Your turn.” Matteo smiled and turned his drawing board. Killian rolled his eyes. As expected. Matteo drew a picture of a woman in a wedding dress, holding hands with four small boys in suits, and beside them was a stick figure of a man who looked like no effort was put into drawing him.

Electra was certain that she could get a bottle of Pepto-Bismol and Emily would love it. “Honey, you only need one dress,” Jenny told her. “Princess Kate had three,” the little fashionista stated. “And when you marry the Prince of Wales, you can have just as many,” Electra said looking at the selection. After laying the silk and then the velvet against the brocade, she picked one of each and pushed the others aside. Then she grabbed her sketchpad and drew out a dress. A bodice made from the brocade. A full silk skirt and long sleeves. And because Emily kept begging for one, a cloak, just like a real princess.

I replied. "You see that table over there. I want you to draw a woman's clothing that exposes the body and at the same time covers it, you have 8 minutes" she said. I looked at her quietly, a woman's clothing that exposes the body and still covers it at the same time? I sigh thinking of what I can draw. I went to the table and sat on the chair. Then I took the sharp pencil and started drawing. I am going to draw a suit but this suit will be a different type of suit. Instead of long trousers it will be short, reaching under the ass. The trouser is going to be high waisted. Then for the suit jacket, it is going to have just one arm.