Novel & Cerita Sadness Dress To Impress

At tatlong oras ko ring pinag-iisipan kung anong outfit ang isusuot ko para mainis siya. Unfortunately... Mukhang ako lang ang naiinis. Dahil sigurado akong kahit magsuot ako ng sako ay wala siyang magiging reaksyon. Napairap ako. "Stupid lawyer." Mabilis akong kumuha ng itim na dress. Elegant. Simple. Pero mamahalin. Kung mapipilitan akong sumama sa kaniya, at least hindi ako mukhang kawawa.

At siya ang bahalang gumastos sa lahat ng kakailanganin ko kaya heto, nagsusukat ako ng damit na maisusuot para bukas. "Mas maganda ka, Madam! Pero lalo ka pang gaganda at wala ng kakabog sa beauty mo, if you wear this!” Gorgie—the gay stylist that my boss hired just to assist me, complimented and handed me the dress he's holding. It's a backless sparkly diamond evening dress that looks so extravagant for me. "Are you sure? Bagay talaga sakin 'to?"

It seems, Natasha snatched her status. Olga feels angry. Jelly feels angry. Both of them couldn't believe it. At that night in the banquet. Walang bukang bibig ang lahat kundi ang Red Gown at Milk tea dress by Endi lang ang palaging nababanggit. Idagdag pa ang Pink Cinderella Dress and also the purple. Those dresses immediately became popular on social media. Also, everyone was so excited to place an order for Endi and Natasha's dress. Napadaan si Natasha sa grupo nila Olga. Natasha gave them a friendly smile, and she politely nodded.

Muling kong sinipat ang asul kong buhok na kakulay na kakulay sa mga mata ni Zach tsaka pinasadahan ng palad ang suot kong dress. Isang iyong pulang sleeveless V-neck silk like satin, floor length dress na humahapit sa aking katawan dahilan para bumalandra ang magandang kurba ng aking bewang at ang mahaba kong legs. Sa likuran naman ay tanaw na tanaw sa mga mata ng mga taong maaari kong makasalamuha ang walang saplot kong likod na siya na atang magbibigay sa akin ng kabag. Sumasayad sa sahig ang dress na pinaresan ko ng itim na stilletos.

",What?" He licked his lower lip then pointed at my dress. Napahawak ako roon. It's a gray fitted dress. Medyo conservative nga 'yon. Bukod sa hanggang siko ang manggas, turtleneck din at may belt pa sa baywang. But I like it. So much. Lalo na ang presyo nito. "I like your dress today." Ander complimented. Not wanting to give him the satisfaction that my chest and my heart fluttered with his simple compliment, I rolled my eyes but I couldn't hide a smile.

Agad ko na sinukat ang cocktail dress, saktong-sakto ito sa akin. ~ Bitbit ko ang dress ng lumapit ako kay Raziel, halata naman ang disappointment sa mukha niya. “Hindi mo man lang ako hinayaan na makita ka na suot ang dress na napili mo, ayaw mo ba ng opinion ko?”

Hindi masikip at hindi rin maluwag. The dress has a sheath square neckline with cascading ruffles. It's elegant and very conservative. Ibang-iba ang itsura niya ngayon, wala na iyong imahe na pilit niyang itinatatag. Gone was the seductive look, the exposed cleavage and legs. Para siyang ibang tao habang tinitingnan ang sarili sa salamin, it was like the real Georgina Lopez was looking right back at her. The persona the she buried long time ago.

Looking back at the days na puro pasakit at paghihirap ang aking naranasan, I can't help but thank God for giving me the chance to be back to my real family. I look ethereal wearing the bloody red lacy dress specially designed by Adriana who's now my personal stylist. The dress perfectly fits my body emphasizing my curves. It's backless with deep cut in front and a high side slit. My make up is made by Ave, Adriana's friend. Bloody red lipstick shade to match with my dress, and shimmery eyes to accentuate my electric blue ayes. My soft features are replaced into a fierce one para maiba naman daw, which I absolutely agreed.

Alam ko rin naman kung bakit siya nagtitiis sa ‘kin—dahil sa mamanahin niya rin at sa posisyon niya sa kompanya. Nag-angat ako ng tingin sa kaniya, nakaupo siya sa harap ko. She looks simple but breathtaking, which makes the whole situation feel even more bittersweet. Her dress is a soft shade of emerald green, understated yet elegant, accentuating the natural warmth of her skin. The dress isn’t flashy—just a classic silhouette with thin straps that frame her shoulders and a gentle drape that falls just below her knees. Her hair is down, a soft wave framing her face, and she’s wearing minimal makeup, just enough to make her features stand out. A hint of blush, maybe, and a natural gloss that

“Wear a dress or at least short skirts! Dress like a woman. I mean… attractive, or whatever. Don’t go there looking like you’re going to a business meeting.” “Ito ang lagi kong suot pag nakikipagkita sa—” I paused, realizing she wasn’t even listening. She had already covered her ears and was shaking her head in protest. I sighed in defeat. “Fine. I’ll go and change.” I rummaged through my closet and finally pulled out a purple dress. It was simple but elegant, its hem brushing just above my knees, the spaghetti straps delicate on my shoulders. When I stepped out wearing it, Jane clapped her hands like she had just witnessed a transformation.