Novel & Cerita Tlh Dress Code

Because this is really funny. I helped Taylor pick something to wear. I suggested she just wear her maroon strappy dress and she did choose it. I also got her a white cardigan to wear on top of her dress. I’m not sure about the dress code here because it is yet to be discussed later. I quickly looked at myself in the mirror and just put on a lip tint just so I won’t look pale. I didn’t bother putting on makeup or anything else because we really don’t have time now. Taylor did the same.

“Oh good, I was hoping you saw it. I do think Jordan is going to go on break in a few, so if you want to come help for a bit that would be great. I think you kids getting home from college has made us a little busier this week.” “Yep. Let me just wash my hands.” I knew that there was a chance I was going to be getting my clothes a little messy today, so I opted for cream linen pants and a black v-neck wide-strapped tank top. My mom wanted the place to have a very Parisian feel so everything is black and cream, including the dress code. I pull my hair up with a claw clip and make my way out to the main floor.

Gwen dramatically yelled. "It's ok. It's ok. I'll be by your side. Law faculty is just next to engineering. I'll be with you whenever I am free. I promise." Gia said, patting Gwen's hair gently. "That puts my heart at ease. We'll pick you up during lunch okay! It's almost time for you to go." Gwen said, looking at her watch. Giselle nodded, getting up and hugging her sisters before going towards her class. They all wore their faculty dress codes, plain white button-down shirt, black skirts, and shoes with socks. That was the default dress code of all faculties, and the faculty of medicine was very strict about it, whereas the faculty of engineering didn't care in the least.

"Fine! I'll just change my clothes." I was about to turn around but I heard him again. "We're going at the university, Talianna. There's a lot of people there. Don't wear scandalous clothes. That's one of the university's rules." I smiled at him sarcastically. "Sure. I'll wear a long skirt and a longsleeves. What else? Should I also have to wear a veil?" "You don't have to. But if you want, that should not be a problem." Nabrel flashed his taunting smirk but I saw irritation in his eyes.

It was pretty accurate. She pasted a smile on her face. “Uh, hi, Tash.” “Did you not read the invitation properly?” She glowered at her from behind thick, black-framed spectacles. She was in a tuxedo herself, doing the full Dietrich, and she would have normally thought it was cool. But she was Dr. Tash Vijayendran and she ate fun for breakfast and Cole refused to think anything good about her. “You do know there’s a dress code? Why aren’t you in black tie?”

To Mich’s own territory? “Besides,” he added, “you are not wearing the dress code.” Dress code? My eyes swept the courtyard. The wolves walking around wore black. Only black. A heavy, suffocating black. “Since when do I need to follow a dress code just to visit?” I muttered under my breath. Something was wrong. Deeply wrong. “Move aside. Let me in.” He remained where he was. “Do not push me to the wall,” I warned again, trying to enter, but he blocked me for the third time.

Venus was nice though she told me about the dress code saying how she thinks it’s sexist that guys could walk around shirtless, but the girls couldn’t even wear a mini skirt without getting dress coded. Snow would occasionally say a couple words, but she was more involved in her book than dress codes. They were simple, you had to wear the cloak whenever you were in class or walking in the halls. You had to wear appropriate clothing, no straps, no pajamas which surprisingly most get in trouble for, no tank tops and more that I really do not want to explain. After we were all packing, the girls told me that they were going to the court to see what was new.

Lilianna smiled, a forced smile before she did sit down. “You settle in okay?” AJ asked her making it out like it’s purely business. “Um… Yeah. I’ve got to go home and grab some of my things…” AJ smiled at that. She was trying to do one on him. Funny girl. “What is it you need?” AJ asked indulging her for now. “Um… My clothes… This isn’t really my style.” He could she was nervous. She was pushing her dress down to cover her thighs. “We are only allowed to wear what AJ and Tristan want us to wear.” Marla spoke now. “They purchase all our clothing.”

The breakfast was a study in contrasting energies. The two influencers, Naya and Celeste, were a whirlwind of excited chatter and no stop talking porcelain, their voices bounced off the high ceilings of the dining room. They didn't fail to dissect every detail of the upcoming party with the unnecessary fervor of art critics at a premiere, and their questions about the Rolls-Royce Droptail and the guest list wouldn't stop flowing. “So, the dress code is strictly black-tie, right?” Naya was asking, her phone held aloft as if to record the answer. “Because I have this stunning gold lamé gown, but I can switch to the black Valentino if it’s more…”

I agreed. “Oh thank you, you are such an angel. I will send you the address,” she said. “Is there a dress code?,” I asked. “No, dress as you wish please. You don't need to impress them again you already did,” she answered. “Okay, bye,” “Bye, Liora and thanks again for coming,”