#Chiffon Prom Gown

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Prom Dress Light Yellow Spaghetti Strap Chiffon With Slit | Ballbellas

[daisda]

Daisda Stunning Ivory Chiffon Strapless Sleeveless Long Weeding Dress with Pleated

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Marsoni by Colors -M251 Chiffon Gathered V-Neck Gown

[lunss-couture]

Dazzling Beaded Illusion Orange A-line Long Prom Dress

Turn heads wearing an orange chiffon formal gown adorned with dazzling diamonds & beads. The prom and military ball party dress features a beaded illusion boat neck with a sweetheart beneath and a floor-length A-line long chiffon skirt.

[azzibuckets]

spoiled

vote paige as a wnba all star

paige bueckers x azzi fudd

a/n: paige spoiling azzi. that’s it. wrote in all lowercase bc im lazy. also rough ending bc i didnt know what else to add lmao

word count: 5k

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when it works

paige typically isn’t very observant, per se, but with azzi things are somehow always different. noticing things about her best friend comes like second nature to her—like how she’ll always slip a couple of bottles of coconut water into the cooler, or how during sad movies she suddenly has the urge to go to the bathroom every five minutes, blaming it on said coconut water but it’s really so that she can cry without her family making fun of her. or, more relevantly, paige notices that no matter how many dresses azzi looks through, her eyes keep flicking back to the sparkly one in the corner.

it was the first one azzi had looked at when they’d entered the small boutique store. eyes widening, she’d smoothed her hand over the satiny chiffon with a quiet sort of reverence before flipping over the price tag at the top. both paige and azzi’s jaws had dropped at the same time; azzi had brought the slip closer to her face, as if squinting at it would change the amount of zeroes. “didn’t even know dresses could sell for five hundred,” the dark haired girl had muttered before swiftly moving onto the next aisle, not daring to linger with something she knew she couldn’t have.

azzi had liked other ones—a black gown with a slit on the side that paige thought her long legs would look great in, and an emerald green sheath dress that dipped to show cleavage and hugged her curves a little too well. both articles fell within her budget, and it’s not like they were ugly; paige thought that azzi would look just as stunning in them—although it might be a biased opinion, considering that paige also thought azzi could wear a trash bag and still be the most beautiful girl at prom—but nothing compared to the smile she’d had when admiring the first one.

so while azzi was trying on her budget-friendly dresses, paige had went back and snagged the sparkly one. “hey, azzi.” she knocked on the door of the fitting room. “you all done?”

rustling, and then—“yeah. still tryna choose between the black and green.”

paige rises on her tippy toes to heave the dress over the door. “don’t come out yet. put this one on first.”

“paige.” azzi laughed breathily. “this one’s a little too pricey. my mom would implode.”

“i know, i know.” she shakes the dress emphatically. “just give it a try, yeah? i just want a look.”

hesitantly, the dress slips slowly over the door and into azzi’s hands. paige waits patiently outside, foot tapping against the floor. “paige?” azzi’s voice floats out after a few moments. “need help with the zipper.” the door opens a crack, and brown eyes peek out.

“you can’t get it yourself?” if the dress fits anything like paige had imagined, then she doesn’t think she can handle being in a small room when azzi looks like that. if she’s honest, being with azzi always sort of dims her logic, and she doesn’t trust that she won’t do or say something stupid that will expose her more than friendly feeling blossoming of late. but azzi nods adamantly, and paige stifles a groan as she steps into the room.

paige doesn’t let her eyes linger, immediately positioning herself behind her best friend. focus on the zipper, she reminds herself. ignore everything else.

but even from the backside, she’s a traitor to her own thoughts. she zips up the dress slowly, fingers brushing against her back. azzi’s somehow both curves and muscle, and paige resists the urge to trace her thumb along the path of her spine. azzi shivers. “sorry,” paige mutters. “my hands are cold.”

the zipper goes up easily, but paige doesn’t let go. her hands slide down azzi’s shoulders, tracing down to her waist, and she eases forward until they’re flush against each other. heart skipping a beat, paige burrows her chin into the crook of azzi’s neck as her hands slide around her hips. “looks fuckin gorgeous, azzi,” she whispers into the nape of her neck, breath tickling against the younger girl’s curls. she presses a kiss to the underside of her jaw, just for good measure.

a delicious shade of pink blooms across azzi’s cheeks. “i like it,” she says quietly, touching the neckline a little self-consciously. paige’s hold tightens on her.

this time, paige doesn’t have the willpower to avoid azzi in the mirror. the younger girl shifts in front of the glass, studying the dress from all angles. it’s only then that paige notices that this dress too has a slit. it’s subconscious, the way her thumb strokes across the exposed skin of azzi’s thigh, where the gap begins, and she doesn’t even really know what she’s doing until azzi’s breath catches, legs spreading a little as she pushes into paige, who groans. fuck. paige thinks she might faint with the feeling of azzi’s warm skin against her own. she clears her throat. focus. “this might be the one, mama,” she says as normally as possible.

“i can’t.” azzi shakes her head and reaches for the zipper, almost eager to take it off. “i told you, it’s too expensive.”

“nah, you’re getting this dress.” paige pushes away azzi’s hand and takes over, unzipping the dress carefully, one hand planted on azzi’s waist, not so much as to steady her but to feel. “i gotchu.”

“paige,” azzi says indignantly. “it’s half a thousand dollars.”

paige stuffs her hands into her pockets, averting her eyes as azzi steps out of the dress and starts to put her clothes back on. “honestly, az, it would be a crime against humanity for you to not wear something you look so good in.”

“i don’t care. i’m not letting you pay for that,” azzi says firmly.

“baby, you’re doing me a favor.” paige picks up the dress, shaking free the wrinkles before threading it back on the hanger. “it’s not even for you, it’s for me. i wanna see you in this dress.” when azzi stays silent, she adds, “it’s blue and pink which is basically purple and purple is my favorite color.” her logic doesn’t make sense to even herself, and paige doesn’t know why the hell she’s rambling, just that being so close to a half naked azzi is muddling her thoughts more than usual.

but they’re best friends for a reason, and some of that logic seems to work its way into azzi’s brain. “you’re ridiculous,” azzi says fondly, hand pushing paige’s chest a little.

paige grabs her waist so that she can kiss her forehead. “forgot how short you are,” she mumbles. “gotta get you some high heels too.”

“i’m not short,” azzi grumbles, but she has to look up at paige to say this, which doesn’t really help her point.

paige doesn’t hear her, merely grabbing the dress and leading azzi out of the fitting room. “pink sound good?” she asks, bending down to examine the first rack of heels they come across.

“i have heels at home,” azzi says resolutely.

“black heels.” when the younger girl’s eyes narrow, she says softly, “come on, baby. you know i got some nil deals. it’s really not a big deal.” in all honesty, paige has more money than she knows what to do with. becoming the first freshman to win national player of the year came with more media attention than ever, and she’d signed multiple brand deals that left her bank account constantly growing. sure, she’d used some of it to fund charities and donate to certain causes, but there was still an abundant leftover—more than enough to spoil azzi, which was quite possibly her favorite thing to do.

azzi’s eyebrows shoot up. “a five hundred dollar dress and hundred dollar heels isn’t a big deal?”

“not for you.” paige holds up two pairs of pink heels, one a light bubblegum and the other bright neon. “which one?”

“paige.”

“azzi.”

“paige. my mom’s gonna murder you.”

“i’ll just throw away the receipt and we can lie about the price.” paige looks down at the heels. “come on, azzi, if you don’t choose, i’m buying both.”

“fine.” azzi points reluctantly to the neon ones. pleased, paige grabs the lid and boxes it up. “remind me to never go shopping with you again,” the younger girl mumbles. “else you’re gonna go bankrupt.”

“wouldn’t mind going bankrupt,” paige says mindlessly. “long as you’re happy.”

azzi doesn’t know what to say to that, so she takes paige’s hand instead, who manages to hook the dress to the inside of her elbow and hold the shoebox and her wallet with her left hand so she doesn’t have to let go of azzi with her right. they check out, and paige is positively glowing at the look in azzi’s eyes.

as they emerge from the store, they spot azzi’s family milling about at the food court. but azzi isn’t ready just yet to share paige with them, so she tugs the older girl’s hand, halting their steps. paige turns around with questioning eyes.

“i just—” azzi sighs, and reaches for paige’s hand and squeezes it. “i don’t even know what to say. thank you, paige. you didn’t have to do that.”

“i know.” paige squeezes her hand back. “but i wanted to. someone’s gotta spoil the princess.”

azzi rolls her eyes before leaning in to kiss paige’s cheek. then her nose, then her forehead, and on her chin, until she’s peppering paige’s entire face with perfectly platonic appreciation kisses. “thank you, thank you, thank you.”

paige is grinning like a fool once azzi is done. “you forgot a spot,” she jokes playfully, tapping her index finger against her lips, but then azzi freezes and paige starts to sweat, because where the fuck did that boldness came from? she steps back hesitantly, thinking azzi might just about start yelling at her, but azzi steps right along with her. the dark haired girl touches her face, palm cupping her cheek, thumb swiping her bottom lip, and pulls her in. their lips meet, tentatively and softly.

paige groans a little, because azzi’s lips are soft and pillowy, just like she’d dreamt of, and taste a little like the chocolate milkshake she’d had earlier. as azzi breathes into her, paige can’t think of anything but more, more, more. unfortunately, the younger girl pulls away after a few seconds, and looks up at her with hooded eyes. biting her lip, paige realizes that azzi’s hands have somehow made their way under her hoodie to palm her ribs, and she thinks she has approximately five seconds before she actually, for real passes out.

“thank you,” azzi whispers, forehead pressed against paige’s.

paige’s heart stutters. “you’re welcome,” she says shakily, head spinning.

as the reality of their situation starts to set in, azzi giggles. “you just paid $600 for me to kiss you.”

“aw, shut up.” paige pushes her away, but her eyes stay glued to azzi’s mouth, and azzi laughs even harder.

truth be told, it hadn’t been entirely selfless on paige’s part. lord knows the amount of hours she’s spent stalking azzi’s date on instagram, sizing him up. but no matter how many good things she hears about him, about how he’s amazing at football, even better at baseball, a good brother and student, it’s not enough. not for azzi. it’s a bitter feeling, to know that no man is good enough for her best friend. but, as paige slips her wallet into her pocket, she thinks that maybe seeing azzi pose with someone else will sting a little less if she knew that she was the one who’d dressed azzi from head to toe. a twisted sort of satisfaction floods through her, because azzi may dance with another person, but at the end of the night, she’ll come home to her.

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when it backfires

azzi yawns. it’s barely past midnight, but her legs are still sore and aching from lift, and she’s about ready to knock out. she finishes off her cocktail before sliding a hundred dollar bill across the bar. “you can keep the rest,” she tells the bartender as she hops off the stool and grabs her purse, but he doesn’t even look at it.

“your tab’s already been covered, ma’am,” he replies, continuing to pour drinks.

azzi’s eyebrows furrow. the bartender nods his head at where the team is clumped together in one of the corner booths. “one of your friends got it. think it was the white one with the black shirt.”

and yeah, azzi might be tired, but she’s not tired past the point of letting her ex-girlfriend get away with her bullshit.

“you don’t get to do that.”

paige stares up at her, and azzi wills herself to keep her glare focused on bright blue eyes and not the girl who’s half in paige’s lap, arm looped through the blonde’s and thighs settled onto paige’s like they’re fucking glued together. “do what?” paige asks, taking a slow, unbothered sip of her beer.

“beg for my attention with your stupid money.” azzi throws the bartender-rejected benjamin on the table. it falls into a pool of condensation, wilting in the dampness, looking a lot like how azzi feels. “buying me things won’t change the fact that you’re a complete asshole.”

paige scoffs. “i bought the entire team drinks, azzi,” she says coldly, waving her off. “you’re not as special as you think you are.” the entire table falls silent, all the other girls pretending to not see war unfolding. it’s not that strange of a sight to see these days—the two star players of their team, always having been poised, supportive, leaders, now throwing grenades at each other like it means nothing. they’ve learned by now not to question it, not to dig too deep, to not ask azzi why she’s ignoring paige or ask paige why she won’t look at azzi, or else azzi will go back to her room and paige will get into her car and disappear for the rest of the day.

paige picks up the bill between her thumb and forefinger like it’s dirty, not worth her time. then she tosses it at azzi, as if it’s nothing more than trash, and azzi takes a step back as she realizes that she’s not worth paige’s time. not anymore.

eyes stinging, she turns around quickly, but it’s not fast enough to hide the tears already pooling at her eyes and slipping down her cheeks. paige softens, regret coloring her cheeks—she hadn’t meant to say that, to embarrass azzi, especially not in front of the stupid girl on her lap, and especially not in front of their team. “azzi,” she calls out, reaching for her, but she’s already gone.

a glass slams down on the table, and it’s like the entire room falls silent. “way to go, paige,” caroline says dryly. “making my best friend cry every day this past week wasn’t enough for you? now you gotta ruin the one good day she’s had?” it’s only now that paige remembers why they’re even at the bar—azzi had dropped thirty two points against one of the top ranked teams in the country, had been all smiles for the first time in a while. the taste in paige’s mouth turns sour as she realizes that she hadn’t even said congratulations. as much as she hates to admit it, azzi had been right—she’d drunkenly thought that paying for her drinks would be congratulations enough, that she could make everything up to azzi without ever saying a word or doing anything hard. her stomach sinks.

caroline stands up, brushing off her jeans as she moves to follow. “she was right. sometimes you are an asshole.”

paige can’t even argue back. she likes that azzi has someone who stands up so fiercely for her—she just never imagined that it would be against her. she only has the energy to move the girl off of her, who—paige can’t even remember her name, only that her dimple resembled azzi’s, but was nowhere near as cute, and that her hair was curly, but nowhere near as pretty as azzi’s—grabs the hundred off the floor, eyes gleaming. “i could use this,” she giggles.

without hesitation, paige slaps the money from her hand and puts it into her own pocket. she’s sure as hell not going to keep it, but she’d rather die than let it fall into the hands of someone else. “don’t fucking touch that.”

“your team’s right. you are an asshole,” the girl snaps, and she marches back to her group of friends, who all send a collective dirty look to paige. all the fight leaves paige’s body, and she slumps into her seat and groans.

nika pats her hand sympathetically. “rough night.”

“shut up, nika.” paige allows herself a moment of self-pity, burrowing her face into her arms. “do you think i’m an asshole?” she asks quietly after a beat.

“um.” when she lifts her head to fix nika with a warning glare, the brunette shrugs. “a well-intentioned asshole,” she offers.

“fuck my life.”

“hey, i don’t wanna hear you complaining.” nika shoves her, but it’s affectionate. “i’m still confused on why the hell you ever broke up with her in the first place.”

the question of the year, paige thinks dryly to herself. but she can’t really answer that when she doesn’t know why either, so she grumbles, “i said shut up, nika.”

༉‧₊˚✧

things never really go back to normal after that night. it hadn’t even been the worst things they’ve said each other (when you know someone for so long, fights are inevitable, and when you’ve known someone since you were teens, well, let’s just say every teenage girl has said something terrible at one point). it was the way azzi had walked away, and paige had let her. it was the fact that they’d both made an active decision to just give up, which is probably the breaking point for two girls whose entire relationship had been built on fighting for each other—through distance, pressure, expectations.

amari wipes the sheen of her forehead with her shirt. “spot me?” she requests, and azzi nods dutifully. lift ended half an hour ago, but amari wanted to squeeze in a few more sets, and azzi doesn’t want to be alone right now, so she’d lingered.

“did you see paige’s story?” amari asks, arms trembling as she lifts up the barbell.

azzi stiffens, but she keeps her face neutral. “nah.”

“i heard she dropped like, six hundred dollars at the mall the other day. was on a double date type of thing with the soccer girls.”

azzi’s not sure why amari is telling her all this—they’re pretty close, but azzi’s only ever opened up about her relationship with paige to caroline. she knows paige is the same with nika, stemming from an unspoken place of mutual respect to try and not let whatever’s going on between them affect the rest of the team by limiting who they tell.

“that’s cool,” azzi says, hands hovering over amari’s as she struggles on the last rep. amari flops onto the ground, breathing hard, and azzi lies down next to her as they both stare at the ceiling.

“i’m just saying.” amari rolls over to look at her. “she spends a shit ton of money, but that’s the only thing she does.”

azzi is slowly losing her patience. “what are you getting at, amari?”

“like, i’m not even gonna lie, it’s easy for her to drop a bag. she has money. minimal effort, you know? what’s hard for a D1 athlete with a busy ass schedule is using her time and efforts.” when azzi squints in confusion, amari takes that as a sign to continue. “like, i know you see her spoiling all these other girls, but shit, azzi. you’re the only one she ever set aside time for and did all the extra cringy shit for.”

azzi flops onto her back. she takes a second to debate on whether or not she should continue to engage amari—it feels like a mini act of betrayal to paige, but technically, amari was the one who started it. it couldn’t hurt to ask a couple of questions. “how do you know she’s not taking these girls on romantic beach dates and stuff?” she asks, contorting her voice to sound casual.

“i room with her, azzi. i know,” amari deadpans. “i also know that she’s definitely still in love with you.”

azzi falls silent. a door slams in the background, and there’s a faint sound of balls dribbling.

“can i ask you a question?”

“mhm.”

“why’d you break up with her? she’s hopeless for you, and you’re clearly not over her.”

azzi looks at amari, puzzled. “huh?”

“why’d you end it if neither of you wanted it?” amari prods.

“i didn’t.”

“you didn’t?”

azzi throws an arm over her eyes. she feels like crying again, and breaking down in the middle of the weight room is not her ideal way to spend the morning. “she broke up with me, amari,” she says, voice muffled.

her teammate snorts. “i don’t believe that.”

“then i don’t know what to tell you.” azzi sits up suddenly. “she came to my room, ended things, then left and never spoke to me again after that. she ended it, and it’s over, and i can’t even fucking look at her anymore without feeling like i want to die.” tears are dripping down her cheeks now, and she curses under her breath. she hadn’t meant to say all that. “i gotta go,” she tells amari, who looks more confused than ever. “i’ll see you at practice.”

azzi doesn’t want to believe amari at first. hope is a devastating thing, and for all she knows, amari could’ve been lying out of her buttcheeks. but a week later, when she wakes up hungover and head aching after a night at ted’s, she finds paige in her kitchen, and her friend’s words come back her in a sudden and dizzying rush.

more exactly, azzi wakes up to the smell of omelettes. which is peculiar to her, because nobody on the team likes omelettes but her. when she pads to the kitchen, still in her pajamas and glasses, she double takes at paige standing in the middle of the kitchen, eyeing the pan on the stove like staring hard enough will undo the burnt mess.

“what are you doing in my apartment?” she asks harshly. startled, paige jolts a little, and she curses loudly as her hand comes into contact with the surface of the pan.

“jesus, paige.” azzi grabs her hand, more rough than she needs to be, and paige winces. softening, azzi guides the older girl’s hand under a steady stream of cold water. it’s quiet, only the sound of the running tap and paige’s labored breathing filling the air. azzi can feel the blonde looking stubbornly at her, but it’s 8 AM in the morning and she can’t deal with all that right now, so she doesn’t look up.

she applies some ointment onto paige’s hand, not trusting that paige would do anything more than just stick a band-aid on it and call it a day if left to her own devices. she rummages through the cabinets to find some gauze. paige is wordless the entire time. “geno’s gonna kill you,” she mutters, breaking the silence as she slowly wraps the bandaging around paige’s fingers. “what were you even tryna do? you don’t even like omelettes.”

paige gestures gloomily to the rubbery mixture of eggs and tomatoes and other roasted, indecipherable ingredients. “i chose the recipe that said super easy.” she shakes her head. “i shoulda known when the first step said sauté.”

“sautéing is super easy,” azzi says. “what, you run out of pans at your own apartment or something?” she lets go of paige’s hand. “what are you doing here?”

“‘m tryna learn how to cook better.” the blonde scratches the back of her head sheepishly. “and i know you like omelettes even though they taste gross, and you’re always hangry as hell when you’re hungover, and, well.” she shrugs, looking hopeless.

“how’d you know i’m hungover?”

“nika said some of the girls were going out to ted’d last night, and i didn’t get an invite, so.” paige shrugs. “i assumed you were going.”

that makes azzi a little mad. “we promised to keep the team out of it,” she says. “don’t act like i told them not to invite you. you were invited. everyone was invited in the group chat.”

“i’m sorry.”

azzi snorts out an exasperated breath, and paige licks her lips, nervous.

“why’d you break up with me?”

paige blinks, the question clearly throwing her off guard. “what?”

“you heard me.”

paige turns away, starting to clean up the kitchen, and that gets azzi even angrier. “don’t do that. don’t turn away when it gets hard.” when paige continues wiping down the counters, azzi says harshly, “i know you fucking lied to me.”

paige stills.

“i’ve always been honest with you.” azzi says, voice breaking. “we promised each other that.”

paige’s head bows, but her back remains turned. “who said i lied to you?”

“god, paige, i know you’re still in love with me.” she spreads her arms, hoping to god she’s not wrong. “i see it, everyone else on the team sees it. you broke up with me, giving some lame ass excuse that the timing wasn’t right, that we should focus on basketball.”

“you didn’t want anything serious,” paige says lowly. “i can’t not do a serious relationship with you, azzi. i can’t—i can’t have a little bit of you while wanting all of you. i can’t have some of you knowing eventually i might have none of you. it’s not fair to you or me.” she sniffles. “if you didn’t see us going anywhere, then what was the point of us being together?”

“that’s not—that’s not what i meant.” azzi grabs paige’s elbow, and finally, she turns around. “god, paige. you think i didn’t want serious with you?”

paige runs her hands through her hair, frantic. “you said you weren’t ready for anything more beyond just going on dates! how else am i supposed to interpret that?”

“i wasn’t ready yet, but that didn’t mean i was never gonna be ready.” azzi furrows her eyebrows. “we’ve been just friends for so fucking long, i thought we needed time to adjust to being more before we threw ourselves deeper into everything.” she searched paige’s eyes. “we’ve never been good at taking it slow. or thinking.”

“well, you didn’t say that.” paige laughs bitterly. “so i thought you didn’t see a future in us, azzi, and that fucking broke me.”

“well.” azzi crosses her arms, not so quick to forgive. “you did move on pretty fast.”

“i was tryna distract myself from thinking of you.” paige’s throat bobs, and her voice falls quiet. “it didn’t work.”

“dropping six hundred dollars didn’t work?” azzi provokes, mouth twisted.

paige scowls. “it was three hundred. and who told you that?”

“she’s a gold digger, paige,” azzi says, ignoring the question.

“never said she wasn’t.” paige lifts her hand in surrender. “but it was nice knowing she didn’t want anything but money. i didn’t want her to get invested.”

“how chivalrous of you,” azzi says dryly.

“i know what it looked like.” paige’s hand hovers over her waist, and azzi shifts closer, giving the older girl permission to pull her in. “let me prove to you that you’re the only one for me.” paige kisses her shoulder. “besides, i didn’t hear you complaining when i dropped five hundred on your prom dress.”

azzi scoffs, twisting away but paige’s hands are insistent. “that was so long ago.”

“i know. maybe we should work on our communication skills.” paige presses another kiss to the pulse on azzi’s neck, feeling the flutter beneath her lips. she tastes a little like sweat, and paige loves it.

“and take it slow,” azzi emphasizes, fighting back a smile as she pushes paige’s head away.

“right.” sheepish, paige wipes the spit from her neck with the pad of her thumb. “slow.”

“i better never see you dropping a bag on anyone else again,” azzi warns.

“swear,” paige promises.

“that was the worst month of my life,” azzi admits.

paige nods in assent. “i should’ve talked to you,” she murmurs. “instead of just walking out.” her head falls on azzi’s chest, and azzi holds her.

“caroline’s gonna be jumping for joy when she finds out,” she snorts.

paige winces. “think she’s still mad at me for the bar thing?”

“definitely.”

“i’m sorry about that too. that was wrong of me to say, especially in front of everyone, and—”

“apologies later,” azzi interrupts, makes a start for her room. “first, hold me until i fall asleep because your horrible cooking skills woke me up way too damn early and i’m exhausted.”

paige smirks. “whatever you say, princess.”

༉‧₊˚✧

it works again

“i actually have to get my own gas now.” azzi stares at her fuel gage in disbelief. the red tick is dangerously close to the empty line.

“your life must be so hard,” sarah mocks.

“fuck.” azzi starts her engine. “you’re coming with me.”

“bro, let me go home.”

“don’t think we can even make it back to storrs with this.” azzi drives to the nearest gas station. as she waits for the tank to fill up, she snaps a quick photo of the pump and texts paige.

azzi: can’t even remember the last time i had to do this💔

paige: i’m sorry baby

paige: wish i could be there ☹️

Apple cash payment: $100

azzi: for?

paige: gas

paige: and having to pump it yourself

paige: it’s a cruel world we live in

azzi: sometimes i feel like u think im poor

paige: naaa

paige: you know i love to spoil you

azzi hops back in the car, ten times lighter. tank full, lunch paid for, loved up by her perfect, hot girlfriend. we’re so up, she thinks.

“we can go home now?” sarah asks brightly.

“nope.” azzi pops the p. “we’re getting lunch. paige’s treat.”

“no way.” sarah snorts. “she’s like putty in your hands. bet you could ask her for a thousand and she’d immediately send it, no questions.”

“na, i’m sure she’d say something,” azzi replies. “she knows i don’t need her money.”

sarah’s eyes gleam. “i’ll bet you fifty that paige will send it with no hesitation.”

azzi hesitates. a thousand is a lot—surely paige would ask what it was for, if she even sent it. “alright,” she agrees. “fifty.” she pulls out her phone, sarah huddling over her shoulder.

azzi: P can you send $1000

azzi: please

they wait for a couple seconds. text bubbles pop up before they disappear again, and an apple cash message appears on the screen. Paige Bueckers sent you $1500.

paige: have fun baby

“well, well, well,” sarah snickers. “pay up.” shaking her head, she mutters under her breath, “i should’ve bet a hundred.”

azzi groans and sends $1450 back to paige.

[a-d-nox]

astro hypothesis: dress for the occasion

everyone is always mentioning to dress like your venus sign. recently, i have seen a lot of tiktoks where people are like dress like your crush/boyfriend's venus sign to look like his dream girl. and i was like what about dressing for the occasion? which brought me here! grab your venus persona and take a look at the houses.

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5h - prom, dances, dates, and clubs

5h cancer (4°, 16°, 28°) and/or 5h moon: elegance is key. you might be drawn to long, flowy gowns with shimmery fabric. something light but glowy! often the fabric is dark (black or midnight blue) or slivery/white. a sweetheart neckline or off the shoulder cut tends to look beautiful on these people. often you are drawn to semi-sheer fabric as it adds some mystique to your appearance.

5h libra (7°, 19°) and/or 5h venus: light pastels or ivory are likely to grab your attention but a plain white or black dress is likely to give you that elegant/timeless look that you want most in pictures to remember your day (otherwise, you might take pictures in a colored dress and turn on a black and white filter). you want the wow factor! so a-line, a ball gown, or fit-flare dresses might be your go to look. a floor length dress is likely a must for you. silk, satin, chiffon, and/or organza are likely on the tags of these dresses even if you don't know what these materials are by the naked eye. dresses with a sweetheart neckline or off the shoulder sleeves are likely to make you feel elegant. you may like very simple accessories - plain earrings, a dainty bracelet, small pendant necklace, classic heels, etc. a v-neckline, bateau, or strapless design is likely to fit your elegance same could be said about a low back dress.

5h aquarius (11°, 23°) and/or 5h uranus: you are likely to be drawn to the blue family (sky, sea, ocean, water, turquoise, etc.). iridescence/holographic/shimmery material might draw your attention in a store. you often go for something very atypical in the store (might be from seasons ago - its likely the last of its kind). something a-line, flowy, and/or high-to-low might be of interest to you - the cuts of a dress bring interest to your favorite parts of yourself (example, maybe its a two piece dress). something high neck or off the shoulder is likely of interest to you as well. a loose braid and/or waves might be all you need to finish out your look.

7h - wedding attire

7h aries (1°, 13°, 25°) and/or 7h mars: as a bride you should be wearing pure white. nudes or off-whites aren't likely to hold your attention anyway. grab the pure stark white. it is likely that reds are going to be an accent of this wedding - roses, nail, polish, bridesmaid dresses, etc. but if you aren't in the wedding party, go for the red whether its a fiery red or a deep burgundy, its the way to go! no matter if you are the bride, the guest, or a member of the wedding party - you should opt for a fit flare dress or mermaid silhouette. or be really dramatic and go for a deep slit, a plunge neckline, or something backless! the devil is in the details too so things like careful beading, sequins, or embroidery should be something critical to your look (if not the fit and/or the drama). alternatively, minimalism/modernism might be something you enjoy for your look.

7h gemini (3°, 15°, 27°) and/or 7h mercury: as a bride, you might lean towards ivory or whites with an undertone of some color (like a blush). you don't tend to go for the traditional white color, in my experience. if you are a guest or in the wedding party it is likely you will find yourself in soft pastel colors! movement is of the utmost importance to you so opt for a-line or flowy gown. you might also enjoy wearing things that are asymmetrical - the hemline might be high to low or you might like the one shoulder strap design. these people also like details in their dresses whether it is lace, embroidery, beading, ruffles, tiered skirts, or glitter - the options are endless. chiffon, tulle, or organza might be the fabrics for you because they are light and breathable.

6h - everyday clothes and workwear

6h pisces (12°, 24°) and/or 6h neptune: soft fabrics like cotton, silk, or jersey in gentle, soothing colors such as ocean blues, seafoam greens, lavender, and soft pinks. loose, flowing clothes like maxi skirts, wrap dresses, or wide-legged pants that move gracefully. style would likely be bohemian and free-spirited, incorporating layers, delicate patterns, or subtle prints (florals, paisley, etc.). clothes would be cozy and easy to wear—think oversized sweaters, soft cardigans, and flowy blouses. might like jewelry that is delicate, handmade, seashells, pearls, and/or celestial themed.

6h libra (7°, 19°) and/or 6h venus: these people have a natural sense of style and an appreciation for their appearance. outfits would likely be classic, well-tailored pieces in soft, neutral tones like blush pink, dove gray, cream, and pastel blues. the fabrics would be light and luxurious - like silk blouses, cashmere sweaters, or satin skirts. well-fitted blazers, A-line skirts, and or high-waisted trousers make them look polished and graceful. they effortlessly blend comfort with sophistication. everything else is minimal yet thoughtfully chosen - delicate gold or silver jewelry, a stylish handbag, etc.

9h - graduation and religious events

9h taurus (2°, 14°, 26°) and/or 9h venus: elegance, luxury, and comfort ("it has pockets too!"). a sleek, well-structured dress in an earthy tones like emerald green, soft brown, or blush pink. the fabric might be luxurious, like silk, satin, or velvet. a silhouette would likely be timeless and flattering - a wrap dress or an A-line dress that cinches at the waist, emphasizing femininity and grace is well suited for this placement. delicate embroidery or subtle jewelry accents. understated but beautiful accessories, like a simple gold necklace or pearl earrings.

9h leo (5°, 17°, 29°) and/or 9h sun: bold, glamorous, and attention grabbing. vibrant colors like gold, fiery red, or royal purple. the fabric might be something that shimmers or catches the light, such as sequined, satin, or metallic materials. a silhouette could be daring and statement-making, like a fitted flair dress, a high-low hemline, or an off-the-shoulder design. ruffles, a thigh-high slit, or an open back, ensures all eyes are on them. accessories would be bold—think large, sparkling earrings, a dramatic statement necklace, etc. yes, realize what my sub-header is for this section.

9h sagittarius (9°, 21°) and/or jupiter: it's never just one graduation or church event and thus never just one dress/opportunity. the dresses would likely have a regal, flowing quality to it. jewel tones like deep sapphire, royal blue, or amethyst. flowy, A-line, and/or empire waisted dresses that gives a sense of movement. fabric might be lightweight and ethereal, like chiffon, tulle, or silk. intricate embroidery, beading, etc. accessories would be tasteful but luxurious, like a delicate gold bracelet or a jeweled hairpiece.

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[voguefashion]

“Pink is the new black” - Diana Vreeland

Thomas Gainsborough, Mary, Countess Howe, c. 1764.

Marilyn Monroe wearing a pink satin strapless gown with an oversized bow attached at back, designed by William Travilla for the "Diamonds Are a Girl's Best friend" number from Gentlemen Prefer Blondes (1953).

Vogue Paris, December 1964.

Jackie Kennedy wearing a Pink Chanel suit on the day of her husbands assassination in Dallas, Texas on November 22, 1963.

Margot Robbie on the set of Barbie.

Shirley MacLaine in a gown by Edith Head for What a Way to Go! (1964).

Brigitte Bardot wearing the famous pink and white gingham dress with a Peter Pan collar made of English lace, specially designed for her by Jacques Esterel on her wedding day to Jacques Charrier on June 18th 1959.

Reese Witherspoon wearing the pink leather 'driving suit' in Legally Blonde (2001), designed by Sophie de Rakoff.

Barbara Cartland the "Queen of Romance" fiction was often dressed in a pink chiffon gown.

"A brave new pink that accepts the challenge of the blazing summer sun." Elizabeth Arden "Arden Pink" advertisement in American Vogue, April 15, 1959.

Princess Diana wearing a pink sweater and pink and white gingham pants at her home at Highgrove, Gloucestershire, 1986.

Model Suzy Parker in the "Think Pink!" number from Funny Face (1957), costume designed by Edith Head.

Valentino Garavani Tan-Go Platform Pump in Patent Leather 155mm in Rose Violet.

Molly Ringwald wearing the 'prom dress' designed by Marilyn Vance in Pretty in Pink (1986).

[baybridalnz]

How to Choose the Perfect Ball Gown for Your Body Type

There’s something truly magical about slipping into a ball gown. Whether it’s for prom, a black-tie gala, a wedding, or a quinceañera, a ball gown brings instant elegance and drama. But with countless cuts, fabrics, and designs available, choosing the right one can feel overwhelming. The secret to finding a show-stopping dress? Knowing your body type and selecting a silhouette that complements your natural shape.

This guide will help you understand your body type and how to choose the perfect ball gown that enhances your best features, boosts your confidence, and ensures all eyes are on you—for all the right reasons.

Understanding Body Types

Before diving into gown recommendations, let’s briefly break down the five most common female body types:

Hourglass – Bust and hips are nearly the same width with a narrower waist.

Pear (Triangle) – Hips are wider than the bust and shoulders.

Apple (Round) – Carries more weight around the midsection with slimmer legs and arms.

Rectangle (Athletic) – Bust, waist, and hips are relatively uniform in size.

Inverted Triangle – Shoulders and bust are broader than the hips.

It’s important to note that no body type is “better” than another—each has its own beauty. The goal is to highlight your strengths and create a harmonious silhouette using the right gown.

Best Ball Gown Styles for Each Body Type

1. Hourglass Shape

Your Strengths: Balanced proportions, naturally defined waist.

Gown Features to Look For:

Fitted bodices that hug the waist and show off curves.

Mermaid or trumpet skirts that emphasize the hip-to-waist ratio.

Corset tops to enhance and highlight your curves.

Wrap styles or V-necklines to flatter the bust.

Avoid: Dresses that completely hide your waist or overly voluminous skirts that can obscure your shape.

Top Pick: A structured ball gown with a cinched waist and a flared skirt will balance drama with elegance, keeping your figure front and center.

2. Pear Shape

Your Strengths: Slim upper body, defined waist.

Gown Features to Look For:

A-line ball gowns that gracefully flow from the waist to the floor, balancing the lower half.

Off-shoulder or embellished bodices to draw attention upward.

Sweetheart or bateau necklines to broaden the appearance of the shoulders.

Avoid: Skirts with heavy embellishments or clingy fabric around the hips.

Top Pick: A classic A-line gown with an embroidered or beaded top, paired with a flowing tulle skirt.

3. Apple Shape

Your Strengths: Full bust, great legs.

Gown Features to Look For:

Empire waistlines that flow away from the tummy and highlight the bust.

V-neck or plunging necklines to elongate the torso.

Structured fabrics that provide support and define curves.

A-line or flowy skirts to create balance.

Avoid: Tight-fitting gowns around the waist or stiff, unstructured materials.

Top Pick: An empire waist ball gown with a deep V-neck and soft, draping fabric like chiffon or silk.

4. Rectangle Shape

Your Strengths: Athletic build, evenly balanced frame.

Gown Features to Look For:

Ball gowns with full skirts to add curves and drama.

Belted or ruched waists to create the illusion of a more defined waistline.

Ruffled or textured tops to enhance the bust area.

One-shoulder or asymmetrical necklines to break up the straight lines of your figure.

Avoid: Straight-cut dresses with minimal detail that can appear boxy.

Top Pick: A full-skirted ball gown with a detailed bodice and a cinched waist to create shape and femininity.

5. Inverted Triangle Shape

Your Strengths: Broad shoulders, narrow hips, often long legs.

Gown Features to Look For:

Skirts with volume like tulle or layered fabric to add fullness to the lower half.

Simple or halter necklines to soften wide shoulders.

Dropped waist designs to lengthen the torso.

Minimal shoulder embellishments to avoid widening the upper body.

Avoid: Strapless dresses or puffed sleeves that draw attention to the shoulders.

Top Pick: A soft A-line or full ball gown with an understated neckline and dramatic skirt.

Bonus Tips for All Body Types

Regardless of your shape, here are a few tips that every ball gown shopper should consider:

1. Comfort is Key

Even the most gorgeous dress will lose its charm if you can’t breathe, sit, or dance comfortably in it. Always prioritize fit and ease of movement.

2. Shapewear Can Enhance Fit

Strategically worn shapewear can help smooth and define your figure, making any dress look more flattering.

3. Tailoring Makes a Difference

Don’t hesitate to get your gown tailored. A small adjustment in length or waist can completely transform how a gown looks on you.

4. Consider the Event

The venue, time, and theme of your event can guide your fabric and style choices. Velvet or satin may be perfect for a winter gala, while chiffon or organza suits a spring prom.

5. Confidence Completes the Look

No matter how perfectly a dress fits your body type, the best accessory you can wear is confidence. When you feel good in your gown, it will shine through in every step you take.

Finding the perfect ball gown is about more than following trends—it’s about celebrating your unique body and expressing your style with confidence. By understanding your body type and choosing silhouettes that flatter your natural shape, you can feel both glamorous and comfortable.

Remember, every woman deserves to feel like royalty in her gown. So take your time, try on different styles, and don’t be afraid to step out of your comfort zone. The right dress is out there—and when you find it, you’ll know.

Common Mistakes to Avoid When Choosing a Ball Gown

While selecting a gown based on body type is essential, it’s also helpful to avoid some common pitfalls that can take away from your final look. Here are a few mistakes to watch out for:

1. Ignoring Undergarments

Even the most stunning gown can be ruined by the wrong bra or visible panty lines. Make sure you try your dress with seamless undergarments or specialty lingerie that complements the neckline and back design.

2. Overlooking Fabric Choices

The fabric can dramatically impact how a gown fits and flows. For example:

Stiff fabrics like satin or taffeta add structure—great for volume and support.

Soft fabrics like chiffon or organza offer a romantic, ethereal look, but may need extra layers for modesty or warmth.

Choose fabric based on the look you want and the season of your event.

3. Going Too Trendy

While it’s tempting to follow trends, a timeless silhouette usually wins out, especially for photos you’ll treasure for years. Prioritize fit and personal style over what's currently viral.

4. Not Trying Enough Styles

You may be surprised by what suits you. Many women fall in love with a style they never expected. Try on a few different shapes—even ones you think won’t work—before making a final decision.

The Power of Accessories

Accessories can elevate your entire look, adding personality and polish:

A statement necklace or chandelier earrings can draw attention to your neckline.

A sparkling belt can further define your waist.

Gloves, shawls, or capes can enhance the regal feel, especially for winter events.

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[globallover2021]

Wholesale Prom Dresses: A Guide for Retailers

1. Introduction to the Wholesale Prom Dress Market

The wholesale prom dress market represents a significant opportunity for retailers, especially in regions where prom season is a highly anticipated event. Prom dresses are not just outfits; they symbolize a rite of passage for many young people, making them a crucial purchase for high school students and their families. As prom season approaches, demand for stylish, unique, and affordable dresses spikes, creating a seasonal yet highly profitable niche in the fashion industry. Retailers can thrive by offering a wide variety of prom dress styles, ensuring they cater to different tastes, body types, and budgets. Whether it’s a glamorous ball gown, a sleek mermaid dress, or a bohemian-inspired maxi, prom dresses must meet the desires of a diverse customer base. As prom is an event where fashion takes center stage, customers expect dresses that are on-trend and can make them feel special on their big night. For wholesalers, offering a wide selection of colors, sizes, and fabrics—such as satin, chiffon, tulle, and lace—will appeal to both classic and contemporary prom-goers. The prom dress market offers retailers the opportunity to tap into the youth fashion market, where the right mix of style, quality, and price can result in repeat business and brand loyalty.

2. Choosing the Right Wholesale Prom Dress Supplier

Selecting the right wholesale prom dress supplier is essential to ensuring a successful and smooth business operation. A reliable supplier should offer high-quality, fashionable designs with timely deliveries and a variety of sizes and styles to cater to different tastes. Prom dresses tend to have intricate designs, with features like beading, embroidery, and unique silhouettes, so it's important to work with suppliers who pay attention to detail and craftsmanship. In addition to offering stylish options, the best suppliers will also provide competitive pricing, which is key for maintaining healthy margins. A supplier’s reputation should be considered when making your decision—look for a business with positive reviews, excellent customer service, and reliable shipping times. The ideal supplier will also offer flexibility in terms of order volume, allowing you to adjust your stock based on demand. Communication is crucial in the wholesale business, so choose a supplier who is responsive and transparent about shipping dates, product availability, and any potential delays. Additionally, if you’re working with a specific theme or collection for the prom season, it’s important that your supplier can accommodate those unique requirements. By forging a solid relationship with a trustworthy wholesaler, you can ensure that your prom dress collection is always in line with the latest trends and ready for the busy season.

3. The Importance of Quality in Prom Dresses

Prom dresses are one of the most important purchases for high school students, and quality plays a pivotal role in the satisfaction of your customers. A high-quality prom dress not only enhances the customer’s experience but also ensures that the dress lasts for the entirety of the event. When sourcing wholesale prom dresses, look for options made from high-end fabrics like satin, silk, taffeta, chiffon, and organza—materials that offer both luxury and durability. A well-made prom dress will feature precise stitching, strong zippers, and durable embellishments such as beads, rhinestones, or sequins. Poor-quality dresses can lead to fraying seams, broken zippers, or detached embellishments, which can severely damage your business’s reputation. Additionally, the fit of the dress is crucial; it should be comfortable, flattering, and well-constructed to accommodate various body types. Since prom is a one-time event for most people, customers expect their dresses to make them feel elegant and confident. As such, offering dresses made with attention to detail, from fabric quality to finishing touches, can set your business apart from competitors. By prioritizing quality in your prom dress selection, you ensure that customers leave happy, and are more likely to recommend your store to others, driving repeat business in future seasons.

4. Popular Styles in Wholesale Prom Dresses

Prom dresses come in a wide range of styles, each designed to cater to different fashion tastes and body types. Popular styles include the ball gown, A-line, mermaid, sheath, and high-low dresses, among others. Ball gowns, with their voluminous skirts, remain a staple for classic prom-goers seeking a fairytale-inspired look, while A-line dresses are versatile and flattering, offering a balanced silhouette that suits various body types. Mermaid dresses, known for their fitted bodices and flared skirts, have gained popularity for their bold, figure-hugging design. For a more modern and minimalist approach, sheath dresses—form-fitting and streamlined—appeal to those who prefer a sleek, elegant style. High-low dresses, which feature a shorter front hem and longer back hem, are perfect for customers who want something trendy and unique. Additionally, prom dresses often come with a variety of neckline options, including strapless, sweetheart, halter, and off-the-shoulder designs. In recent years, prom-goers have also embraced bold colors, such as emerald green, deep blue, and rich red, alongside classic blacks, whites, and pastels. Offering a wide array of styles and cuts will help you cater to different preferences, from traditional to contemporary, ensuring that your store is a one-stop destination for every prom-goer’s unique vision.

5. Fabric and Fit: Key Considerations for Wholesale Prom Dresses

The fabric and fit of prom dresses are critical in ensuring that the gown flatters the wearer and is comfortable to move in. When sourcing wholesale prom dresses, it’s important to consider both the aesthetic appeal and the practicality of the fabric. Fabrics like satin, tulle, chiffon, and organza are often used for their ability to create structured, voluminous looks or light, airy silhouettes. Satin, for example, is perfect for glamorous, formal looks, while tulle and chiffon offer delicate, soft textures ideal for creating romantic or whimsical designs. The choice of fabric also impacts the dress’s movement and durability. For example, taffeta is a more structured fabric, great for ball gowns, while jersey or stretch fabrics provide a more fitted, bodycon look. In addition to fabric, the fit of the dress is equally important. Prom dresses need to not only look good but feel good, so offering a range of sizes and adjustable elements—such as corsets or zippered backs—can ensure that the dress fits each customer perfectly. Dresses with flexible sizing options or made from stretchable fabrics can accommodate various body types, ensuring that each bride feels confident and comfortable. For the best results, focus on a balance between flattering fits and fabrics that hold up well throughout the night’s events, ensuring that customers feel at ease and elegant.

6. Seasonal Trends in Prom Dresses

Prom dress trends change from year to year, influenced by both runway fashions and broader cultural shifts. Keeping up with seasonal trends is essential for any retailer to remain relevant and competitive in the market. For example, in recent years, prom dresses have seen a shift toward more contemporary styles, with many prom-goers opting for sleek, minimalist designs or dresses with daring details like high slits, off-the-shoulder silhouettes, or plunging necklines. Metallics, sequins, and embellished detailing are also popular for those who want to make a statement. Color trends tend to shift as well; while classic shades like red, black, and navy remain popular, pastel tones, such as blush pink and lavender, are frequently chosen for their soft and romantic appeal. Additionally, floral prints and lace detailing have also made a comeback, especially for those looking for a more bohemian or vintage-inspired look. For wholesalers, staying on top of emerging trends by attending bridal and fashion shows, or consulting trend reports, is crucial for ensuring that their inventory aligns with consumer demand. By offering dresses that reflect the latest trends, you’ll attract customers looking for the perfect gown to match the current season’s fashion.

7. Marketing Wholesale Prom Dresses to Consumers

Marketing wholesale prom dresses effectively involves a combination of traditional retail strategies and modern digital tactics. Prom season is a highly anticipated event, so creating buzz around your collection is key. Social media plays an important role in reaching potential customers, as platforms like Instagram, Pinterest, and TikTok are filled with brides looking for prom inspiration. Posting high-quality images and videos of your prom dresses—styled in real-life settings or on models—can help engage customers and showcase the elegance and variety of your collection. Promoting user-generated content, such as encouraging customers to post photos of themselves in your dresses with a branded hashtag, can also build social proof and create a sense of community around your brand. In addition to social media, hosting in-store events or partnering with local schools or prom organizers to promote your dresses can drive foot traffic. Offering promotions like discounts for early shoppers or referral rewards can help boost sales as prom season approaches. Finally, an optimized e-commerce site with clear product descriptions, easy navigation, and a secure checkout system will help convert online shoppers into buyers, especially as many customers now prefer to shop for prom dresses from the comfort of their homes.

8. Sustainability and Ethical Considerations in Prom Dress Retail

Sustainability is an increasingly important factor for today’s consumers, particularly in the fashion industry. Many prom-goers are now seeking brands that prioritize eco-friendly practices, from using sustainable fabrics to ensuring ethical labor practices. Offering prom dresses made from organic cotton, recycled polyester, or other eco-conscious materials can appeal to environmentally conscious customers who want to make more sustainable fashion choices. In addition to the materials used, promoting ethical production processes, such as fair wages and safe working conditions, can differentiate your brand in a crowded marketplace. Renting or reselling prom dresses is also gaining popularity as part of the growing trend of conscious consumerism. By offering rental options or second-hand dresses, retailers can cater to customers who want to reduce their environmental impact while still participating in the prom experience. Highlighting the sustainability of your products through marketing efforts can further resonate with customers who care about the planet’s future. As sustainability continues to shape the future of fashion.

[eolewyn1010]

Downton Abbey Fashion 19 - post-war evening dresses

Mary gets nine evening gowns this season, which is almost as many as both of her sisters combined. Add to that how much time the camera spends on her, and we have an emphasis on her fashion in particular. Let’s see how Lavinia compares.

Huh, this looks a lot bluer in the promotional shots than on the show itself. Anyway: Black lace galore, with some light grey chiffon for the sleeves. I actually think these sleeves are pretty sweet, as is the tiered skirt. Other than that, this is one of those dresses that keep it simple cut-wise because the fabric oughta do its thing.

I’ll admit defeat: This is an undebated favorite! Gawd, that embroidery! And where the previous dress still followed the outline of Mary’s figure, this one goes into the shapeless 1920s shape and just hangs down loosely and with no sleeves, sparkling in all its glory.

Ew. What is this? What is it trying to be? This looks like someone made a top of what was supposed to be a vaguely Eastern European folk dress, and then just slapped on the chiffon skirt and sleeves typical for the early 1920s with no thought of whether it would fit stylistically. Whatever this wants to be, it doesn’t hit the mark with me. Nice enough embroidery, but the shape came out so weird. It’s not very flattering either.

A little better, although my first impression is that Mary wants to attend prom in the 2000s. It may be my prejudice against spaghetti straps. The black embroidery strip down the front dates it a bit better though, and I have to admit that this dark, muted blue is a lovely color on her.

This is very similar in color and waistband placement, but the black embroidery on the top spaces out more and we get flimsy little chiffon sleeves. It’s alright, I guess. Not one I would have insisted on repeating in season 3, but fine.

The first shot makes this dress look so very see-through that I hope (and am reasonably sure) that Mary just happens to wear a quite beige under layer. Is faux nude ladylike? Let’s focus on the embroidery instead; these squiggly lines on the sleeves and down the sides are something I see (in variations) a lot on dresses of this time; I’ll have to put a name on this design eventually. And then in the front, it goes into something more solid, more ornamental; looks a plant motif. Nice neckline, although it looks better on the black layer that she wears under this a season later. Speaking of season 3: This is the only evening gown Mary wears then before her pregnancy that has sleeves. All the others are sleeveless, and then her maternity wear is all sleeves. So I wonder if going sleeveless is specifically a “youthful” look that Mary abandons once she’s visibly marching toward motherhood. But then this doesn’t seem to apply always, like for this dress it doesn’t.

Oh, this one is very pretty! A warm silver shade and all-in on the 1920s cut, this gives up the waistband and focuses on some subtle but gorgeous embroidery. Because Mary’s fashion sense far outweighs her emotional intelligence, she pairs this with a pearl pendant and shimmers like nothing.

Nice, a dress that comes back for season 3 that I actually like. But then, what’s not to love on this deep red, slinky beauty with the shiny-beaded trim? I also enjoy these little embroidery elements down from her hips that look somewhat like stylized tassels, as the necklace Mary picked to pair with this repeats the motif. Other than that, let’s have a quick look at Mary’s lovely hairpiece which has the shape of a little fan, set with red and white jewels to match the dress.

Mary’s engagement dress is another dark red; perhaps that’s why it’s manifesting in my mind as a fundamental Mary color. I don’t love it as much as the previous, but there’s no denying this is quite cute with the five layers of silk satin skirt, all of them scalloped and tying into a pre-1920s waistband. Some golden beading to pop off it, and we’re ready to force Matthew to his knees in the snow receive a proposal.

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If Mary’s signature color is red, figures that Lavinia has to be established in green. I’m a little surprised that her first dress is distinctly 1920s; no waistline, this kind of apron style, the dipping back, the bejeweled headband… This is not how Lavinia dresses at any point after her introduction. See further down, when her other evening dresses have a waistband at the natural waist, and gathered skirts. Nevertheless, this is cute! Tons of green and golden rhinestones, obviously, and that rose embroidery on the chiffon top; it all adds up nicely.

This dress is a lot simpler, without the five lbs of rhinestones, and the sleeves a much smaller affair in tulle, but the fabric is very interesting. Rather crisp in the pleating, so I wanna say it’s a taffeta, but mostly, it has this thin bronze veining all over it that kind of looks like wood grain. I’m here for it. They are starting to go wild with the fabric patterns! It also gives a sweet background to this long pearl necklace with the knotted end that is kind of a popular jewelry style of the time.

And another black one. This is another of my favorites; it’s just so cute! The skirt looks like a hobble skirt at the bottom but builds up volume in several tiers upwards, which is something some late 1910s and early 1920s dresses do before they streamline themselves out. The top is this little silk wrap number that flows into the skirt from the waistline, over see-through black chiffon shoulder straps, that form a V over the actual base fabric, an off-white top that glitters with embroidery. One of the times when some black and some white do whatever and I just love it.

[2010s-nostalgia]

hopefully this isn't too big of a request but would you be able to find/post prom dresses (or general prom related things) from 2013-2014? All I remember from that time were the super ugly strapless chiffon gowns and LOTS of rhinestones lol

Ohhhhhhh yes I can. 2010s prom dresses were part of the reason I made this blog at all. The general public doesn't know it yet, but 80s prom has NOTHING on the hideousness and glamor of the early 2010s prom. One of my prized possessions is a Jovani prom dress from 2012; it's a strapless monstrosity, and the print is a rainbow mix of leopard, snake, floral, and what can only be described as hazardous waste, and it's all covered in rhinestones.

My expertise is mostly 2010-2012, but I can definitely dig for 2013-2014. I was a teenager then so I vaguely remember what a prom looked like

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HANNIBAL LECTER: THE WORLD MIGHT NOT BE SAFE BUT LISTEN TO ME, AND LISTEN CAREFULLY. I WON'T LET ANYTHING HAPPEN TO YOU. silk chiffon caresses the curves of her body as clarice dons a dress that she, herself, did not pick out. the last memories she had of herself in anything other than the business casual attire of her career were of easters before her father passed, and her mother dressing her up in poofy, pink dresses to go to church ; dances that required floor length gowns, though clarice had never gone to senior prom ; galas put on by the fbi, clarice shopping last minute for a black dress she would continue to wear to each one years later. it was rare for her to wear such things, and never has she adorned something so frivolously lavish and expensive. looking in the vanity, she doesn't recognize the woman staring back at her, curls falling to either side of her temples to frame her face, lips painted, a matching set of jewels laying on her neck and hanging from her ears.

jade eyes move to meet hannibal's in the mirror. he keeps his distance well enough, but his stare makes her feel like a bird in a cage. big enough to spread her wings, but with no opening to fly away. gold in color, but metallic and cold. she doesn't know what prompts his words, but they cause her to stand a bit straighter, once fidgeting hands now falling to her sides. it's almost laughable, but clarice's amusement has faded with the passing days. the longer she's here, the less she has to smile about. silent moment passes between them before clarice finally turns to face hannibal, shorter than him, but able to keep her eye contact. 'm'sure it'll be easy for you, since th'most dangerous thing i can think of is standin' in the room with me, right now,' @frightes.

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Valentines Day ( Billy Joe Cobra x Oc fanfic )

Valentine's

Yes, the Angel's Valentine's Catwalk, the gala of romance, the biggest night for romantic dress designing. Cocktail dresses, gowns, wedding styles for the brides and bridesmaids, and of course the Other Outfits. Oh, how the teenager girls would be glued to their tv sets watching the models clack their way across the stage, displaying all the newest trends. The girls would take notes, and in a few weeks, they would flock to stores to buy such dresses for prom.

And this year, Madame L'Maniére asked Vinessa Cobra to design six original peices for the wedding line up. And for the last three months, she designed like never before. She threw paper after paper into the bin. She filled an entire sketchbook. Nothing felt right. She went through chiffon, toole, silk, satin, organza, even lace. But she knew her heart wasn't in it.

There was no love in it.

Until that fateful day.

The day HE showed up.

For a moment, she thought it couldn't be him. Of course it couldn't. He was dead. She saw him in the casket, kissed his forehead, before they closed it up.

But here before her, the glowing greeny-blue apparition standing in her doorway, white fedora in his fidgeting hands, smiling shyly back at her was merely a trick of her weary eyes. Nothing but the result of an extra glass of chardonnay. Only the remnants of a broken heart in a mournful lady's memory.

But then, when he tipped his shoulders, the way he used to do, and said "Whoa, baby, c'mon, you're going to break my heart here. Aren't you just a teeny bit happy to see me?" He held the hat just below his chin, and put on his big puppy eyes.

It was him.

She crossed the studio in two steps. Her arms were open to draw him in an embrace. He flung open his own to receive her. But she paused.

"We can't... can we?" She said. "You're just a spirit."

"Oh, but, we totally can," Billy said. "Check it."

He held out a palm.

She reached up her own hand. Her brown fingers touched the translucent glow of his hand. He felt a little cold, but she could feel the solidity against her skin.

She threw her arms around him. Her face buried in his cut off jacket. It still smelled like him, under the strange ghostly aroma that reminded her of walking through the backroom of a guitar store. But there was the cologne, the hair gel, and the winterfreeze of his breath freshener.

She, then, shoved him back to the door.

"You have some serious explaining to do! Just what are you doing here?!" She demanded.

He clutched his stomach where she'd shoved him. "Hey! Owie!" He complained. "Why WOULDN'T I be here, may I ask?"

"I've thought you were gone for five years, and NOW you show up back in my life? Where exactly were you all this time?"

"Uh, so like, not being around isn't a legit excuse? I JUST got back here! I never meant to 'ghost' you! Then it took us like FOREVER to find out where you were. And no kidding, the second Spencer found out where you were booked, the Billy J was in his jet flying to London to see you! And here the ka-bam I am."

Vinessa believed him. Naturally, she wasn't sure about any ghost laws, but the way he folded his arms, the way he stuck out his lower lip, she knew he wouldn't lie.

"I assumed if anyone could break the laws of nature, you'd be the first to do it. Considering the other laws you broke."

"Touche," Billy smiled.

Then, as though seized with the same thought, she crashed forward into a kiss. Five years apart in melancholy, and they had a lot to make up for.

And suddenly, the wedding dress designs were effortless. She couldn't believe how fast her imagination drew out six designs. Even quicker the selection of fabric, and the sewing of the beads and the lace.

Here, on February 7th, the six models were just readying to throw aside the curtains and enter the catwalk. The assistants hustled about, straightening the trains, the veils and tiaras.

One two three four five six... seven?

Vinessa crossed her arms. She raised an amused eyebrow at this 'seventh' model.

"Let me guess. You miss the spotlight?"

Billy adjusted his elongated cascading blue hair. "Whaaaaat?" He trilled with a flutter of his eyelashes. "Whatever could you mean, Miss Vinessa? I'm just a beautiful model you hired for your big day."

"Uh huh," she smirked. "I was commissioned for six."

"Oh, I know. But are you sure you didn't make seven dresses?"

"I told you already, that one dress was two years too late."

"Well, I think it's two years too FABULOUS for the press NOT to see."

"They will not see it, because they can't see you."

Billy Joe sagged. Ugh. You're right." All the effort he'd put in to emulate his clothing to replicate the silver rose twist across the bodice, with a trail of tiny flowers crossing the front to the hip. But the top called for more volume than Billy could pretend to have, and he looked more like a teenager playing dress up, no matter what type of eyeliner and lipstick he projected onto his phantasmal face, or how twirly he arranged his hair.

"Besides," Vinessa said, "The longer we dawdle here, the longer it will take for us to head home for our first night together."

The dress exploded off his visage, replaced by a velvet three-piece suit, a rose bit between his teeth.

"Say no more, mi amore!" His hand smoothed back his hair to his normal swoosh. The lipstick vanished, but the eyeliner remained, because what rocker would be seen without some?

"New objective: we're in and out of here as fast as possible. Walk the walk, snap a few photos, grab a handful of popcorn shrimp, and blow outta here." He turned his head to tap his cheek. "Blow me a kiss, first?"

"I'll do better than that, mi vida."

She leaned forward, her full lips pushed outward to capture his. He dove closer to meet her, when...

They heard a nervous cough.

The petite young intern held the day's itinerary, eyes wide, looking at the vacant space before Vinessa, then back at her.

"Um... Miss Romero? Are... are you... do you need a... a coffee?"

Vinessa grinned, imagining how ludicrous they must appear to an onlooker. Billy sighed.

"No privacy for the celebrity. Yeesh. I'll wait for you, baby." He kissed Vinessa on the cheek, then slithered through the air out to watch from the crowd.

Vinessa lifted her cream jacket back over her arms, laying it over the deep purple-maroon of the wine-colored dress falling asymmetrical around her legs. Her equally-maroon lips pressed tight to hide the smile playing at her cheeks as she strode passed the line of her models.

If they all thoughts she had lost her mind, let them. Every artist was dusted with a little madness. And she would gladly take their puzzled looks if it meant she could see Billy Joe again. Her hoops bobbed with her curls in time with her steps.

"Just as we rehearsed, my ladies. Chin up, shoulders back, the dress compliments you, and you compliment the dress."

The music changed from beyond the curtain. Carlotta, Genevieve, Marcello, Alice, Meeshi, and Kikona slipped perfectly into line. The spotlights trudged about the catwalk, before settling their circles over the drapes. Sergé strode across the flat platform to haul aside the thick barrier.

Such an honor it was to have her own designs to walk out first. But Vinessa could hardly focus on it. Her heart was in the future, and to her husband.

And out she looked through the curtains to see him happily sandwiched between two reporters. They were none the wiser as he stuck out like a boy at the movie theater eating popcorn amidst all their stuffy, proper suits.

He lifted a hand to wave at her, as he spotted her through the curtains. She lifted her hands, and blew him a kiss.

--

"Okay, I think I've got it," Spencer ran over the list one more time. "Dinner at 6. No TV after 8. No sugar after 8. Bedtime by 9:30. No fireworks, no one is allowed to touch the guitars, the Grammys, the pool, or the music room. I've got your number, I've got Billy's number."

"Which I may or may not answer," Billy said.

"Hopefully, you only call if it's a REAL emergency," Vinessa said.

"And, a real emergency is?" Spencer asked.

"Not a loose teeth, or a bumped knee. If a child is MISSING--"

"Or snaps a couple bones," Billy agreed.

Soencer laughed. "Right right. Cause that's gonna happen. Totally."

Vinessa leaned in close. "It BETTER not happen."

Spencer waved a hand. "Dude, it won't! I used to keep an eye on Jessica all when Mom and Dad went shopping. And let me tell ya, she's no easy kid to keep in the house. I can handle a couple more."

"And no zombie movies," Vinessa reminded him.

This rule seemed to hit him harder than the others. "Oh, come on. Not even when they're asleep? I'll turn the volume down."

"I am not about to wake up every night with Python crying because he walked downstairs and some lady getting her leg chewed off!"

Clearly, Spencer understood how that would be a problem. "I guess I did walk downstairs once to find Mom and Dad watching Dracula At Large when I was little."

"I'm sure you got this under cover," Billy Joe stuffed a wad of cash into his head. "You've got a good head. And if this guy can watch them without losing a head, this should be easy breezy for you."

Vinessa smiled. "That we can agree on."

"Hey," Billy Joe leaned in close to her face, "My little Home-Bro here has totally NOT died in all the time I kept him under my wing." He paused, and winced. "Uh, one minor-chord mishap aside."

Spencer put a hand over his heart. "Don't worry, Miss Vinessa. I won't let you down. Your kids will be safe with me."

"Then, have fun." Vinessa opened the limo door. A blur of vibrant colored clothing launched from the car and onto Spencer. The kids climbed over him, shouting and screaming.

"Yay! Spencer! Spencer gets to watch us!"

"Do you ALWAYS do your hair like this?"

"Spencer! Spencer! Spencer!"

"Are you gonna make us eat macaroni and nuggets with chipotle sauce again? That made my tummy hurt.”

Spencer peeled Vincente off his leg, holding him out by the ruffled of his black leather jacket. "Yep. You get the night with none other than your cousin, Spencer Wright. Say goodbye to your parents. We'll see 'em later."

Python cupped his hands to his mouth. "BYE MOM AND DAD!"

"Go have fun doing boring, grown up stuff!" Mercedes said.

"Like taxes!" Vincente said.

Well, even taxes would be made fun with Billy Joe around.

--

Vinessa held the lighter to the last candle. The golden glows filled the bedroom, all along the vanity and the side tables,and all along the head boards and window frames. A special giant crimson candle sat at the front, the crowning jewel of the arrangement.

Billy Joe coasted into the room, and paused.

"Whoa, a fire hazard! So rad! That will stir up the drama tonight! Love it, no notes!"

Vinessa clicked off the lighter. Her eyes went wide. "Oh, I assumed ghosts... liked candles. You know, they always light them during a... seance."

Billy Joe rubbed his chin. "Hm. Dunno, baby. Maybe we do. Never really thought about it. Love the smell though." He dove forward to take a deep, long whiff of the aroma spinning through the air. "Ahhhh, yes. Halloween aisle!"

"Apple spice, you showboat," Vinessa laughed.

"That's what I said. Now!" He zipped across the room to click on the music. A deep booming bass buzzed the room. Her favorite song he'd written just for her made the wicks tremble and the flames dance.

Billy flung off his jacket, sending it crashing across the room into the guitar display. Now  in an off-pink button-up, he began to yank off his tie.

"Hey, hotshot," Vinessa called. "Why not take it slower tonight."

Billy grinned. "Ah," he said slyly. "Lentamente." He twisted his fingers slower, unfolding one loop, and then the other. He tugged, only to pull the tie even tighter.

Too tight. He gagged. He yanked at the end of the tip. "HEWWWLP! HELPHELPHELP! Nessa! COBRA GOT MY THROAT!" He squawked. His fingers scrambled at his neck.

"Oh, hold still," Vinessa hurried forward to free him.

She tucked her finger down and around. He took a deep breath.

"I guess I'm better fast. Gives you less time to think it through."

"You never think things through?"

"Nah, never needed too."

"Not even when you proposed?"

He scoffed. "Baby, I didn't NEED to think about it. It'd be a complete dumb-dumb to meet you and NOT be on one knee."

"Really? I remember you pulling at your collar, and stuttering and sweatin' like a snowman in the sahara."

Billy Joe folded his arms. "Must have been a different Billy Joe. Grammy winners don't pull at their collars and sweat and stutter."

Vinessa let the straps of her dress slid down. She reached up, and unclipped her seashell clasp to let the wavy dark locks tumble about her brown shoulders. She turned her head down, looking at him through her thick, dark, natural lashes.

Billy Joel sputtered. His ghostly form went bubblegum pink, from his glowing hair, down to the tips of his socks. He tugged at his shirt. "Is it gettin' hot in here? These candles, whew! I gotta... I gotta break a window."

Vinessa pulled him forward into a kiss. His fingers combed back her hair from her face. They fell backward against the mattress. It sank down to accommodate them both in a canyon of fluff. Vinessa slid her hands from his neck to the front of his shirt. As she undid a button--

A very different noise broke the atmosphere.

Billy Joe rose slowly from the bed.

They both turned. His cell phone rattled angrily from his coat pocket, still caught amidst the guitars.

"Yo, so someone wants to die tonight? I haven't seen murder like this since my ticket was punched." He snatched the phone.

"Billy?" Spencer's voice crackled through the speaker.

Billy reclined into the air. "Hey, yo, ExSpencerve. Now, I remember saying we asked you to NOT call us unless it was the end of the world. So there's better be a darn good explanation for this."

For a moment, Spencer said nothing. Then, nervously, he squeaked.

"Uh........ what is the procedure to get Vincente to stay in his bed?"

And here's a sketch of Vinessa Romero!

Born in Bogota, Colombia in 1972, Vinessa is born to a well to do family there. She's also a UCLA fashion/economics graduate and a Kappa Alpha Theta sorority alumni. She was a former costume designs assistant at LA Disneyland for 3 years before she was Billy's personal stylist at 25, when he was 35, in 1997. And she soon launched her own fashion styling/costume designing business. In 1998 May 1st ( their first anniversary ) they got married And she even had 3 kids with him. Unfortunately Billy got assassinated by a ' doctor ' and she and her kids soon moved to San Francisco. The story above is her newly reuniting with her ghost husband

Shrewd and poised, Vinessa is a fabulous blend of sophistication and Sass. She has some nods to Lisa Marie Presley, Jacqueline Bouvier and Coretta Scott. Her main style is artsy glam

She sounds kinda like Sally Carrera but with a Colombian accent

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