I crush my eyes closed, expelling the image of this woman in bed with Angelo from my mind. “He has specific tastes, you know?.” she continues, unaware of my aversion. As she spins on her heel, her hair fans out behind her; her sweet perfume imbues my nostrils. “Let’s see, you'll want this, and this, and this—” She pulls clothes from various racks, draping them over her arm. All I can do is follow along behind her like a well-trained puppy. “Here, try these on.” She pulls the crimson, velvet curtain of a changing room open and hangs the dresses on a rack tucked inside, and pushes me inside before closing the curtain behind me. “I’ll be right here if you need me,” she purrs. I stand, bewildered before the rack of many-coloured dresses. Gingerly, …show more content…
“Yes, it’s called, she doesn’t want to please her boss.” “She has certain marks on her body she wants no one to see.” Elodie rests a hand on her hip. “Eva has scars on her legs and needs to hide them.” The magic words to break the ice queen’s demeanour. When Elodie turns back to face me, her demeanour has softened. After returning the dress to the rack with its siblings, she cups my chin with slender fingers. “Why didn’t you said so?” How am I supposed to respond? It's not like I openly discuss my mutation with others. “Don’t worry,” she continues, “Angelo will love you in anything I sell you, I promise.” She releases my chin, and grabs my arm, tugging me from the changing room. “Come, let us start over.” As a little child, I trot along behind Elodie, desperate to keep up. “How about this?” In her hands, holds a gorgeous, deep red, chiffon dress, reaching the knees. The skirt of the dress fans out with two panels in the front coloured dark blue with white polka dots. The tight bodice gathers at the waist with six buttons, three on each side of the bodice. The deep, V-neckline has another dark blue panel with white polka dots stitched behind it, keeping the entire dress …show more content…
“What’s wrong with my shoes?” “Here.” Elodie hands me a pair of red, open toe, high heels with a strap that fastens around the ankle. “I have more shoes to match the dresses. Put these on, they'll complete your look.” I slip into the shoes. She was right; they complete the look. “I'm so jealous,” Alice sighs. “Here,” Elodie hands Alice a blue, silk dress, “Angelo need not know he bought you a dress, too, right?” Alice squeals with excitement as she dashes into a dressing room to change. When she emerges, I gasp at the beauty of her simple, straight dress that draws in at the waist, and held up with spaghetti straps. The dress ends just below her knee’s. “Can I have shoes to match?” she asks Elodie. As if on cue, Elodie appears with a pair of silver, strappy flats dangling from her finger. Alice sighs. “I can’t remember the last time I could buy beautiful clothes.” “I'll box these for you.” Elodie totters off with the rest of my dresses and shoes. “Let me guess,” she calls over her shoulder, “Angelo wants you to fashion the dresses for him, right?” In all the excitement, I had forgotten our agreement. “Is he always this demanding?” I ask
The costume designer hopes to stop in for a last-minute fitting because the long-awaited antique dress has finally arrived in the mail. There are questions about comp tickets, about days off, about snack allergies, and so on.
The dress Agnes borrowed from her friend Rose to go dancing in was beaded to the waist. It was a wonderful silvery blue colour and had a layered skirt with a high neck and low back. It went down to her knees and she wore silk stockings with it. The description of the dress was very accurate to how a dancing dress would have looked like in the late
Eva’s fortunes changed, however, as in a couple of months she found herself a new job at the large department store, Milwards. Eva was delighted with her new job which made her the happiest she had been in a long time. “She was among pretty clothes.” The Inspectors line of inquiry turned to Mr. Birling’s daughter, Sheila. He wanted to try and establish her involvement in the death of Eva Smith. Sheila used Milwards store regularly. Sheila was out shopping for the perfect dress. After many fruitless visits to other stores Sheila finally decided to try Milwards. She demanded to try a particular dress on, against her mother’s advice. After trying it on she realized to her horror that ...
Chapter One “Ava,Wake up!”her mother screamed one morning. Ava Eleanore was your almost average 15 year old freshman. Born and raised in sunny California,she really didn’t have much to complain about. She led a perfect life but her parents were divorced,mom always said that dad just wasn't the right one for her and these things happen and I should be okay with it because one day it could happen to me. Ava had medium blonde hair and the bluest eyes that would make you feel like you're at the beach if you stared at them too long.
I woke up the very next day, feeling rested, yet startled from the recent day. I usually wake up fine, but only if I awaken naturally. If anyone or anything wakes me up, you can almost guarantee I'll be at least a bit cranky. A few hours later, I checked the time, and it was 12:07 in the morning...
The dress was adorned with ruffles all the way around the top of the sweet-heart neckline and sleeves, and also all along the bottom. The garment also had multiple layers. One layer was of a lavender color. There was also a layer on top of that, which was made of a more sheer-material and had stripes of off-white and lavender. This second layer was subtle enough to add shiny detail, without taking away from the beautiful purple color. The dress also had a sash of the second layer’s same material, around the waist. My garment was rich in
There are only a few of us left. We are few and far between but we are still here. We are Ale’zola. Each of us is unique but the same. We started the Zolian Empire and we ended it. Let me start at the beginning, when the Zolian Empire began 7000 years ago the Ale'zola were everywhere. We were the law keepers, the military. We were respected. Then 20 years into the reign of King Samuel the First a prophet came to Belya, the capital city. She said one thing before dying by her own hand.
Working at her father’s clothing shop, she became very knowledgeable about expensive textiles and embellishments, which were captured in her works later in career. She was able to capture the beauty and lavishness of fabrics in portraits of aristocratic women.
Another important inference of this theme is when Roger is in Mrs.Luella’s home and they're talking about the blue suede shoes Roger wanted. “You didn’t have to snatch my pocket book to get some suede shoes.’ … ‘You could have asked me.’” (pg 6).
It is a deep red, with a train laced with flower detailings. The red gown paired with her raven black hair makes her look like the queen she will soon be. As she makes it to the dias where her mother and I are waiting, she turns and faces the many people who are here to witness the crowning of their new queen.
In ‘Your Shoes’ the mother has a bigger problem because her daughter has already left and she does not know where she is. To justify this she goes mad and pretends that she is talking to her daughter through a pair of white trainers, the most expensive and perfect item that the mother bought her daughter before she left. ‘I’ve tied the shoes’ laces together so they won’t get separated or lost. White laces, that I washed and ironed.’ These shoes represent what the mother would like her daughter to be, perfect.
“What pure beauty have I found alone in this perfect world?” Theo’s voice is like the gates of heaven as he speaks. Genevieve is wearing a white dress with flowers embrowned. Her shoulders are hunched and her neck is long. Her black hair is slicked back into a bun, and her eye makeup is dark and strong.
The boy let out a soft moan of annoyed frustration. “Edward,” Marlene said looking directly into his brown eyes and being sensitive to his predicament, “I’m going to unfasten your wrist and ankle restraints although Elizabeth didn’t tell me too. I’m also not going to put on your cock cage right now. I’ll come back early in the morning and put it on you before Elizabeth or whoever comes to wake you.” “Thank you, Marlene,” the appreciative boy replied, knowing that this girl, only a year older, had control of him just as the other women in the Barrister Mansion household did.
The hurriedly purchased gown as its own merits, a concoction of silk dotted with seed pearls. Simple and timeless. Surely the only accessory you’d need is the glow of a woman in love?
Clothing has been around for thousands of years; almost as long as the modern human has. At first, it served the practical purpose of protection from the elements; but, as life for early humans stopped being a constant struggle to survive, they started noticing how they looked and the concept of fashion began to take shape. These first few garments were typically dyed draped cloth that was pinned at the shoulder and/or waist. This was seen in many ancient civilizations around the world, Greek and Roman the most notable. Over time, clothing began to get more and more complex and formed to the body’s shape, eventually leading up to the tailored style we now have today. However, the sophisticated world of Haute Couture; or high fashion, can distinctly trace its roots to Paris during the mid-19th century. Clothing from there was thought to be superior to those from anywhere else, and women began to come from all over Europe just to buy dresses. This was probably due in part to one notable dressm...