Wedding Dress From Parent Trap Novels & Stories

Kate called out to her. At the same time, Grandpa Winston's reply popped up. [No questions. Just come down. You promised you would trust me, right?] How would Heidi be able to ditch Kate and go down to the parking lot? Wondering what Grandpa Winston was up to, she sent a not-so-positive response and put the phone into her bag. She joined Kate shortly, who shoved a dress into her hand and told her to try it on. “In case your wedding dress stylist fails us, I think this can substitute. It's from a famous designer, and it's a limited edition.”

"Thank you, Father. Come on Nix, let's go." I smile, grab his arm, and pull him out the door. We head out the front and get into the waiting SUV, and head into town. We go to the formal store to pick up the dress. I had some changes done to it so I couldn't take it home when I found and bought it. The dress was a beautiful strapless, floor-length rose coloured, but I wanted the flower and vine pattern that represents the Royal family displayed on it as well. Once the assistant brought out the dress, I retried it on just to make sure it still fit. I walked out of the change room and received a low whistle from both males. "Charlotte, you look absolutely beautiful! Do you think you will find y

Mom and Jessica were already waiting for me at the store with Nicole. After trying on a few dresses, I found ‘the one.’ A stunning white Vera Wang with a strapless bodice and a skirt that tumbled gracefully from the lower thigh. It hugged my body perfectly. My mom’s eyes glistened with emotion, and I could see she was fighting back tears as she looked at me. “I can’t believe my baby girl is getting married!” she giggled excitedly. My eyes darted to Jessica, who clearly liked the dress but pretended not to show it; I could tell from her eyes that it had caught her attention.

In the afternoon ,the designer came and showed us her latest design,mom and aunt also joined me in the selection of my wedding gown and I am grateful that they came cause I wouldn't be able to select the one dress for myself and I want it to be the best gown that will make Richard happy and satisfied. After hours of looking through different types of gown,I finally found the one,its a simple truimpet gown with a sweetheart neckline,embelish with embdoidery and beading. I am bit nervous cause I don't know whether he will like it or not,lets hope for the best. I am now working on my assignment when mom spoke,"sweety,if you are done why don't you go and called your dad and uncle for dinner ?"wh

I don’t look like a werewolf; I look like a vampire, with smoky eyes and super red lips. But still, I’d like to do my own makeup, thank you very much. Next up is the wedding dress. And I cannot believe this dress sizes me. This is proof that my parents have been conspiring with the king for weeks now, and I’ve been oblivious. I feel so betrayed by them right now. By my own parents. What the hell? The wedding dress is stunning, though. I look stunning. I really do hate wearing nice things and looking fancy for a boring and stupid day. This is a stupid day.

I snapped. She smiled. “Try to read some on Good-novel or W*****d, you will understand the true meaning of love then.” She said softly. I shook my head. “Take a look at this,” mom said. We all turned back to the tablet. Mom and Teresa awed at the wedding gown. It was backless and showed a good chunk of cleavage. It was exactly something Zayn Usman would like, and it almost made me puke. “Don’t you like it?” Teresa queried.

She grabbed it and tore it open without enthusiasm. Her eyes lit up, "wow!" She exclaimed without meaning to do so. The package contained a rose gold gown, a pair of golden penciled heeled shoes, accessories and cosmetics. Whoever did the shopping must be a wizard as all items fitted her taste perfectly. Jane had her bath and was dressed up. She wasn't allowed to fix anything as usual. Her mother had hired professionals to dress her up. The party began fully. Cole and Jimmy Johnson; the father of the groom-to-be were well seated. They chatted and prayed the kids would like eachother.

My eyes widened when I saw him coming at us. My heart gave a loud thud and began its jog. He was looking so handsome in a dark blue tailored suit, as it was only made for him. He held the dress which his mother chose for me. He couldn't see my wedding gown. Yeah! We weren't only buying my wedding gown, " Perfect," He smiled and asked everyone to leave. It wasn't a wedding gown. It was a poop pink gown without shoulders and sleeves.

I turn. And my breath catches. The dress hugs the mannequin perfectly. A soft champagne-colored dress with delicate off-shoulder sleeves and a fitted waist that falls smoothly just above the knees. It’s stunning. Beautiful enough to make me stop breathing for a second. “I want that dress,” my mother tells the staff confidently. The female attendant freezes. Then an awkward smile appears on her face. “I’m sorry, ma’am… but that dress is unavailable.” My mother frowns immediately. “Unavailable?”

I soon realized I was locked up in that room again, but this time around, I was in a wedding dress, and my hands were tied behind my back. Shit! What was I thinking coming here in the first place? I should have known this was a trap. I should have known something wasn't right when Eloise called me over out of the blue. Why didn't I think this through? How could I forget how dangerous these people are? The door of the room creaked open, and my mother stepped in. "Oh, you're finally awake, my dear." She walked over with a wide grin. "Ah, see how lovely you look in this wedding dress. Do you know? This was the dress I wore when I married your father, and now you're getting married to Alastair w