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She was amazing. Seldom does one get the chance to bask in the glow of a woman in her most beautiful, and I felt blessed.
As the best man at the wedding of God, I suppose I had every right to feel so… hopefully these angels are everything I imagined them to be…..
By Dovikles URL on 12.11.2011
One day I’ll wear a midnight blue ballgown dripping with crystal sequins and pearls. It will have a portrait neckline, to show off my beautiful clavicles, a fitted waist, and flare into a wide circle skirt. The crystal and beads will be dense in the bodice, then dissipate like falling stars to the hemline.
By CameoRoze URL on 12.11.2011
Waltz of the Flowers was the subject of her piece, and she insisted the character wore a black gown. The plot twist was that she was somehow wicked, and this writer, Michelle was her name, must have thought that a deep black, with long trail and red highlights, brought out the wickedness. I would much prefer a simple teal, an essential innocence, and a smile that says “I could very possibly love you” in order for true evil.
By Jack URL on 12.11.2011
the gown wasn’t finished yet
oh it was laced with gold and blue, sown with the sky and sun
it had green and browns of earth and stone
and purples of the darkest cave in the darkest night
but it lacked someone to wear it out
By ginny URL on 12.11.2011
The ball gown swooped as I walked down the golden corrrider
By Phoebe on 12.11.2011
i stepped out in my long gown. the lights on me, the people watching. smile.
one step, left
2 step, right
it killed me to see my dad in tears even if it was my day in white, my now husband at the bottom of the stairs. he cried tears of joy.
By rkw on 12.11.2011
The dress was perfect. You could barely call it a dress, it was more of a gown. A beautiful gown. As she walked down the aisle, everyone’s eyes were on her. Everyone loved the perfect gown.
By NCISaddict on 12.11.2011
The gown was amazing – long and glittery with a train. Annette had coveted it forever. But it was another girl who owned it. How can I get it from her? was all Annette could think about.
By E A M Harris URL on 12.11.2011
Samaria glanced once at the long gown descending to her feet before staring at her face in the mirror. She looked so…dark, every high-held proud glint in her eyes, and every inch her chin went up. Gulping, Samaria tried to dry her sweating hands on the fabric of the green gown, but nothing helped. She wished she was like anyone else – innocent.
By Elsi Shu on 12.11.2011
She stood there, hands by her sides, as if she were a statue. Her fingers stroking her soft silk gown, eyes shining in the light of the crystal lights. One thing was on her mind. Him.
By Veronika URL on 12.11.2011
une émission sur Nouakchott nous donne l’envie d’y retourner. Abedl Weddoud ould Cheikh est interviewé longuement. J’aurais aimé connaître la Mauritanie Numérique.
By Christine Vaufrey on 12.11.2011
Everything is dressed with another layer. Everything hides what they really are, in a gown of abyss. No one knows what’s underneath, and sometimes we can not identify what’s on top. However, all we know is ourselves. We know we are human, we know our own traits. As long as you know you are a good person underneath your gown, why can we all not trust that everything else is good too?
By Simone? URL on 12.11.2011
my halloween costume when i was 5 years old was a fairy princess. i ended up with a plastic store bought costume that had a crown and my brothers fashioned me a silver wand with a star on the end made of aluminum foil. what i really wanted was a real gown, a pink one like the one is “the Wizard of Oz”.
By paige on 12.11.2011
She trailed behind me like the hem of a wedding gown. Bobbing with every step she took. It was her first steps, and her glowing smile urged me to go forward, as she learned to use her legs for the very first time.
By Mary URL on 12.11.2011
gown are dresses. usually described as flowy and long, only women wear them. they are mostly thought of as dark colored, such as sapphire or olive green. they are sometimes used to make someone look taller and thinner.
By Frances Wu on 12.11.2011
i never had those dreams of weddings when I was a young girl. I always shouted at my brother that I was never going to get married for some reason I thought it was would be so much better to be alone and independent rather than under the surveillance of a husband. Now I am grown, and still not married and probably never will be but my perception has changed and I look at vera wang wedding gowns often and dream about getting married in an old beamed barn. I can’t help but wonder if my secret pleading with a higher power to remain alone when I was a child has followed me to my adulthood, knowing what I wanted as a child.
By Abby on 12.11.2011
She lipped on her night gown, to get into something more comfy.
By sheila URL on 12.11.2011
As he opened his tired eyes again, Jensen saw the hem of a long course wool gown. He groaned audibly, “Oh Jesus.”
“Yes?” came a soft male voice.
By chole URL on 12.11.2011
I want a really amazing gown for a really
By Kylaaa. URL on 12.11.2011
I want a really amazing gown for a really amazing occasion. Everyone would be so jealous of it that their night would be ruined by drooling all over my gown. When I was little I use to have a pink sleeping gown. I would stretch it over my knees and pretend I was a race car. Good times.
I was panicing. Going to prom together was a horrible idea, absolutely horrible. But when she opened the door, and I saw her in her beautiful gown…I knew in my heart whatever we did would be perfect, as long as we were together.
By Chrissi URL on 12.11.2011
We’re going to choose a wedding gown for my daughter–something simple and elegant, draped and Grecian. We are going in search of the right gown in NYC.
It’s fitting–that’s where I grew up and got married. So things come full cycle.
By Robin on 12.11.2011
the gown she wore that night was beyond elegant. she looked to precious to be visiting her beloved ex in a cemetery, it had been almost 2 years since the break up and the horrible accident. she wasn’t to blame, she couldn’t be to blame. he walked out, she didnt.
By Kae URL on 12.11.2011
A white gown. A bouquet of flowers. All my friends and family silently watching as I lean in to kiss the man of my dreams in a bond that will last the duration of our lives. It’s the only wish I’ve kept my entire life. A dream that sometimes seems impossible to reach, and sometimes seems not my dream at all, but that of the structured society I’ve been raised in. It would be nice, an assurance of one’s love. My parents have stayed together my entire life… But I’m not sure I’m that perfect a match for anyone on this Earth. Nonetheless, this dream is my dream, and fulfill it I shall try my hardest to do.
By Patience URL on 12.11.2011
It was the most beautiful gown he had ever seen. Or maybe was it the girl wearing it? Either way, the girl in the dress was a shining light, filling his day with happiness. Her beauty and intelligence shown through her outfit.
By Acela URL on 12.11.2011
He had told her before that it would just be a matter of a couple of years. Just a few. ‘Under her belt.’ ‘For the team.’ Just get through those first few years after the wedding, have it, the dress, the baby, and then refocus that energy back on yourself, no big deal at all, piece of cake.
By deviousway URL on 12.11.2011
Heel even dacht ik dat er gewoon stond. Een seconde later realiseerde ik me dat dat natuurlijk zo goed als onmogelijk is, het is namelijk een engelse site. Maar goed, ze stond dus in haar avondjurk in de zaal. Alle mannen draaiden zich om, verrekten hun nekken, terwijl zij haar olijfje nog eens rondroerde in haar Martini. Stirred, not shaken dus.
By Tirza URL on 12.11.2011
it flows in the evening air,
crispness frosting the tip of her nose.
it moves like ocean waves,
and beating with life.
By NuSol URL on 12.11.2011
Her gown was astounding to me, even in the low light. The way she moved so gracefully through the room with each step. She took my breath away, but no matter what, she would never love me. And one day or another, I would have to accept that fact.
By Emily Hope URL on 12.11.2011
remember her in whatever trashy little dress she is wearing,
as you slide your tongue down her and every other sluts mouth in the room.
then remember the night you saw me in my nightgown, makeup-less and hair a mess
effortlessly beautiful (i admit for once, despite my insecurities).
i hope you are happy with half dressed cake faced women in bars,
(barely) dressed to impress for their one night stand…
– you don’t deserve the natural beauty and respectful pride of a real woman
the respect that i still and always will carry with me despite my small flaws
By Delilah URL on 12.11.2011
This one is easy. Silky. Elegant. Sparkly. Glamorous. I wish my life was like this gown, and I could wear it around town. Sunday brunch at the Majestic Diner with a feather in my hat and boysenberry on my breath….
By aubrey URL on 12.11.2011
a dress of gold and glitter sown with the most deft hands on this side of the sea. she twirled around the room holding the fabric in her hands- all the while dreaming of the days events. this was the day; the day that everything changed. she was ready.
By philippa weston URL on 12.11.2011
the hospital gown was extremely unflatering but then again so was the huge stomach she was carrying.
By Raymondo URL on 12.11.2011
don’t know what to do, what to think, what.
your gown is covering my rotting heart.
all is dirt and all is bliss.
By ilinca. on 12.11.2011
You’re in tatters. You and your gown are in fragments, shredded, and dragged through the dirt. Don’t worry though, it builds character. You’re all the better for it. Oh, does it hurt? Is it painful? Suck it up, princess. There’s no prince for you, not with a gown like that. He’s in another castle, rescuing another damsel in distress. You’re on your own. But I’m guessing that, from the state of your gown, you’ll be okay. Go rescue yourself.
By Stephanie URL on 12.11.2011
Nicotine stained sleeves like cuffs of brass. Matted white, like sweating Arctic fox. Hot from gas. Hot from embers. I’m an addict baby so Light me up. I’ll smoke in this gown til I’m burnt and bald. Don’t try and stop me, I’m a mean mutha with a bad ass smoking jacket worn til dawn.
By Geejay URL on 12.11.2011
I think of that gorgeous blue gown that Cinderella wore. I thought all of the dresses that all of the disney characters worse to the ball were gorgeous. My most favorite of all, the gowns that Drew Barrymore wore in Ever After. I want my wedding dress to be inspired by those gowns.
By Evelyn URL on 12.11.2011
a tragic memory, haunted by high hopes, stung the air around us.
By beachbumrach URL on 12.11.2011
Jamie wears a gown to dinner. Long with a cut out back, a necklace borrowed from Brightley laid around her throat. She’s wearing lace gloves even though Conrad told her it was a little much. Ben doesn’t seem to mind it though. He smiles like Jamie is the best looking woman in the room.
By Cassie URL on 12.11.2011
He stood with streaks of shaving foam on his face, dressing gown billowing slightly in the breeze. The light emanating from behind him gave him a holy quality.
By Si on 12.11.2011