Song White Dress Novels & Stories

With each step, she now showed confidence, providing that she could carry off any look with grace. The next outfit she tried on was a cocktail dress. Venita's hair was swept up, revealing her elegant neck and shoulders. The dress was a rich, crimson color that emphasized her complexion beautifully. The detailed beading and sequins on the dress added a touch of glamour, making her shimmer under the soft boutique lighting.

His face was full of pride as he greeted the few guests that had been invited for the party. Sylvia on the other hand, stood beside her mother looking her best. She enjoyed the idea of flaunting, being the daughter of the owner of a now flourishing media company. She was looking beautiful in her red dinner dress, it’s a fitted off-the-shoulder gown with a plunging V-neckline. The upper part of the dress clung to her body perfectly as though a second skin, up until her knees and flowed down to her toes. The dress accentuated her curves and she knew it. Her hair was packed in a sleek high bun and her makeup up to par, Mum had said to look her best as she could find a potential suitor amongst t

"You’re going to be dehydrated." "I can't help it, Kesley," she sobbed, her voice sounding all soft, hardly seen. "My little girl... you look like a dream. This dress probably costs more than our house. I’m just so happy that you found a man who treats you like a queen." I need to frame this moment forever. I looked back at the mirror. The dress really was stunning. It was a white silk gown that fit my body perfectly. It was simple but very elegant, with tiny, shiny pearls sewn along the back. When I moved, the fabric shimmered.

I feel a trace of longing in her voice. Is Easton really obsessed with Cady so much? I feel a sharp pain in my heart, like a wasp sting. I casually put on another dress and slouch out of the fitting room but to be greeted by Sadie "That's it! My gosh! This dress was born for you." Then I look in the mirror. It's a deep purple dress that reached the floor, this colour will be more glamorous in the evening light. A diamond sash from the front to the bareback seduced the imagination, while the waist was drawn in, making me slim and mysterious.

I let out a small grin in relief, at least that will be a comforting thought to take me through the evening. "Okay, now you have to help me choose a dress. Which one" I hold up the final two options after narrowing it down earlier in the day. One dress is a deep red that hugs me slightly at the waist and thin spaghetti straps. The other is fairly similar except it is black and has a slit that comes up the side to around mid thigh. "Why not the white one you tried on earlier?" Rhodes asks with a slight pout. I roll my eyes, remembering my selection process before the make up artists arrived.

This was new. ''Mr Cross,'' I opened my mouth to speak but my voice betrayed me. His name on my lips came out as a plea rather than a warning. ''Wear this.'' He handed me the dress he held. I took it and turned on my heels before any other thing would happen. Because I wanted more, more of his touch. Ethereal. I glanced at my reflection in the mirror again. Perfect. The dress was ethereal. It was a deep wine colored dress made of pure silk. Comfortable, with a slit that ran from my thighs below. My whole back was bare and the dress ran down from my waist.

Shelly’s POV Once at home, Sabrina and I dove into the world of fashion, eager to choose the perfect outfits that would set the tone for a night of memorable memories. We decided on light-colored cocktail dresses. I chose a delicate, light blue dress, with intricate lace details that danced around the hem and gave it a whimsical touch. It complimented my complexion. Sabrina, always the lively spirit, opted for a vibrant pink dress that radiated joy and confidence. The dress, with its playful ruffles and sophisticated cut, highlighted her bubbly personality flawlessly.

The next morning already screamed violence as I hummed a sound while I bathe…… won’t tell you what song, could be wrecking ball though. I wore a simple red dress, don’t want to outshine the bride, and by bride I mean Carlos. Poor poor Carlos, he should be going crazy by now having to deal with his personal assistant resignation and all.

The whole trial room goes silent . I silently change into the eyecatching burgundy dress . It had fine good quality sequins that weren't irritating to the touch or to the eye . It had a sweetheart neckline attached to thin straps and the back was so low , it was practically backless , held by crossed extended straps . It's gorgeous . I look in the mirror . " That . Is . Perfect . " Her eyes pop out of her sockets . " ALEXIS YOU BETTER WEAR THAT TONIGHT OR ELSE I'LL KIDNAP YOU AND FORCE YOU TO WEAR IT . " She shouts in excitement .

Nothing, not even Jace’s unpredictability and recent uncertainty, could ruin it. “All done, Miss?” the makeup artist asked as she packed her brushes. Sky turned to see her friends gazing at her with bright smiles. Connie was the first to break the awestruck silence. “You look absolutely stunning!” she whispered, a bit too dramatically. The rest nodded and murmured in agreement, their compliments wrapping around Sky like a protective cloak. She exhaled slowly, savoring the warmth of their attention. “Now, we just need to get you into the dress,” Lex said, holding the snow-white lace dress with delicate pearl embroidery and a sleeveless design. The gown shimmered subtly, the sunlight catching