Song White Dress Novelas e Histórias

I shrug, not wanting to divulge any information. “Mam,” Sandra comes towards me with a red dress in hand. “He specifically selected this for you” she sends me a smile, the dress is a heart neck cut dress, short with the bottom shaped as roses, “it’s beautiful but red has never been my color” I shrug my shoulders “Then I’ll take it please,” Grace says beside me, “My man brings me here also and always makes reservations, and red is his favorite color, he would die tonight seeing me in this dress,” she says with a pout turning to me eyes practically begging

AMBER I entered the lounge, Sylvia trailing behind me. I wore an airy pale pink wrap dress that flowed gracefully to my ankles. The dress featured a white floral pattern that added a touch of whimsy, while its silhouette exuded a classic elegance. A delicate gold chain adorned with a pendant graced my collarbone, subtly catching the light from the window with each step. My blonde hair was styled in loose waves, cascading over my shoulders. A simple pearl headband held the strands away from my face, accentuating my features. As I approached the sitting area, all the esteemed women’s eyes were on me.

She was in and out of dresses for almost forty five minutes and it was really tiring. “Next!” Ziggy screamed out. Ria was trying on this dress when Ziggy said to the women. "Oh! Take off that awful dress! I don't think Ian Bryant needs some Zombie as his date tonight!” Ria did her best to hold in the laugh because the outfit was pretty funny. The women giggled. "We still have one last dress to try.” Sophia said to him. Ria moved away from the pedestal and walked back into the dressing room. The last dress was hanging on the door. It was a long bright crimson gown with a deep V neck cut and it had a strap around the neck. It was a open back dress because the back side was halfway down.

“Seriously. You only wear dresses for two reasons. One, when Satan sends a formal invite. Two, when you’re planning to bury someone alive with your heels.” I tucked my clutch under my arm. “I dressed up because it’s a party. On a yacht. With free food. And probably expensive wine.” Sheena grinned. “Not because of that woman hanging off Zane’s arm last night?” I rolled my eyes. “I don’t even remember what color her dress was.” Winona clicked her tongue. “Burnt orange. Mini. Curly hair.” I shot her a look. She held up her hands. “Sheena told me.”

I just stared at them the whole time, knowing that this is some level of eliteness I will never be able to attain. I went into the dressing room to try on the last dress. It was a simple black body-con dress. I had managed to put the dress on before realizing that the zip was at the back and not by the side like other dresses. Great. “Sidney, are you gonna take forever? Cause I might be growing some white hairs already” Miss Diaz yelled from outside after I had been in the changing room for quite long period of time. And what does she mean by growing white hairs?

“This very moment feels like a really nice dream “ I whispered looking at a totally different Nina in the mirror, I feel different, I feel neat and confident in a positive kind of way even though I know I shouldn’t especially when it’s Alpha Aiden’s money in use. “It’s a pleasure being your fairy godmother , Cinderella Nina” said Scarlett who was busy checking out her high sleek ponytail that lets the curls bounce behind her. After the hairstylist was done spraying our hair , we went back to the frost floor where two dresses were displayed on a rack. Black and Red. Both long, body hugging and simply Iconic. ”Found my soulmate” Said Scarlett going to run her manicured hands gently over the

Sonya was worried she wouldn’t look okay in it but she knew she needed to try it on at least. When she put the dress on it set a little above midthigh. The back was completely open to right above her ass. It accentuated all her curves just right. She felt sexy yet sophisticated in the dress. She paired it with some hoop earrings and some dangle bracelets. She put on some silver heels and made her way out of the room. Jake and the group were out in the living room talking with Jake, Jim, and Greg sitting on the couch and Sadie and Claire sitting on the chairs to the sides. When Sonya walked out the girls just stared and stopped talking. They both smiled at her but didn’t look away.

They also know that now he is married to me. “Well hello Sia. You look beautiful tonight.” I tell her as she puckers her lips to take the compliment. She has on a fire red dress that sparkles brighter than the performers here. The dress she wears is long with a split on the side. Stunning as always even though she never has to try so hard. “Hello Selene. How are you? I heard you have been having problems with security? Any idea who is bothering you?” She asks trying to act like she cares.

Wishing her he passed it to her and again thanking her he went by. Sophia looked at it and understood at once that in this is the dress that Noah himself has selected for her. Uncovering it and taking hanger out of the bag, she looked at the dress and smile from her face dropped. Blinking she kept looking at it thinking how can she wear such a dress to go down in front of everyone. It was a champagne coloured silk simple slip dress was backless tie able straps and had thin straps and a front slit on the right leg side. She kept the dress in the bed and called Noah.

She offered to continue helping even after they retire. Lost in my head, I spun in front of the mirror in our room. Sabrina has forced me into trying on dresses before, and I quote in her words, 'it gets too late' too. I'm wearing a long dark forest green dress, made of silk. It flowed against my delicate frame, hugging my hourglass shape at my waist before trailing down to the floor. It was simple and beautiful.