Post by Taja Reilly on Jan 3, 2009 20:55:33 GMT -5
A very pretty teenager stood in front of a floor-length mirror, a gorgeous dress clenched in each hand. She sighed, moving them back and forth in front of her. There were dresses and evening gowns strewn across the floor. It had taken hours, but she'd had finally narrowed it down to two choices. Again. A frown of intense concentration set on the pretty face, almost marring the perfectly symmetrical features. But Taja Reilly's face was not to be marred. Being a pretty, she had the face that normal girls-uglies-would almost kill for. Her skin glowed with a golden tone that just seemed to scream "love me!" Her chocolate brown eyes were large and had that deer-in-the-headlights look.
Taja switched dresses again in front of her, and grumbled in frustration. "Why does the bash have to be formal?" She groaned out loud to nobody in particular. Of course, like most pretties, she loved going to bashes. Especially formal ones. They were a chance to show off how pretty she was, and how pretty her wardrobe was. But the problem was that everybody else was pretty too. That meant that just being plain old pretty was not good enough anymore. Taja needed more. She would be stunning. Her dress would be the one that nobody had seen before, the breath-taking one. She'd glide across the middle of the dance floor, as everybody else watched open-mouthed. All the girls in attendance would be wondering why they didn't have that dress, why they just had one that was plain and regular. The boys-oh, the boys-would practically be slobbering, making a mad dash to get to her...
Taja shook herself away from the daydream. She knew that she had to look great, and she could. But the dress was important, and she needed to have the right one. She looked into the mirror again, at the dress held in front of her. The first one was made of shades of green, mixed and layered. The bottom layer was very light green, and sheer. Then on the skirt part it had darker green sheer fabric above it. There were beautiful leaves around the waste and going down to the lower part of the dress. But the most stuning part of the dress was the bodice and the sleeves. A pattern that looked like feathered wings went around the neckline. (The dress looks like >>This<<) This dress would be a great choice. But it seemed just a little too-fun. Not dramatic enough. Which brought in the second dress.
Dress number two was the epitomy of medieval royalty. It was a light rose color, and it was absolutely beautiful. The satin bodice had a modern twist to it, but was still stunning. A rose right at the hip gathered the bodice, creating figure-hugging lines. The bell of the skirt was beautiful. It was ruffled with layer upon layer of beaded fabric. (This one looks like >>This<<) Just the sight of each of the dresses was enough to have others watching in shock. But which one should she choose? Taja wished for some companions with her at the moment to lend her some feedback.
Taja switched dresses again in front of her, and grumbled in frustration. "Why does the bash have to be formal?" She groaned out loud to nobody in particular. Of course, like most pretties, she loved going to bashes. Especially formal ones. They were a chance to show off how pretty she was, and how pretty her wardrobe was. But the problem was that everybody else was pretty too. That meant that just being plain old pretty was not good enough anymore. Taja needed more. She would be stunning. Her dress would be the one that nobody had seen before, the breath-taking one. She'd glide across the middle of the dance floor, as everybody else watched open-mouthed. All the girls in attendance would be wondering why they didn't have that dress, why they just had one that was plain and regular. The boys-oh, the boys-would practically be slobbering, making a mad dash to get to her...
Taja shook herself away from the daydream. She knew that she had to look great, and she could. But the dress was important, and she needed to have the right one. She looked into the mirror again, at the dress held in front of her. The first one was made of shades of green, mixed and layered. The bottom layer was very light green, and sheer. Then on the skirt part it had darker green sheer fabric above it. There were beautiful leaves around the waste and going down to the lower part of the dress. But the most stuning part of the dress was the bodice and the sleeves. A pattern that looked like feathered wings went around the neckline. (The dress looks like >>This<<) This dress would be a great choice. But it seemed just a little too-fun. Not dramatic enough. Which brought in the second dress.
Dress number two was the epitomy of medieval royalty. It was a light rose color, and it was absolutely beautiful. The satin bodice had a modern twist to it, but was still stunning. A rose right at the hip gathered the bodice, creating figure-hugging lines. The bell of the skirt was beautiful. It was ruffled with layer upon layer of beaded fabric. (This one looks like >>This<<) Just the sight of each of the dresses was enough to have others watching in shock. But which one should she choose? Taja wished for some companions with her at the moment to lend her some feedback.
