A ball gown is what you would wear to a ball. I like to imagine myself at a ball, with a floor length burgundy gown that swishes whenever I move. I would like to own a gown. In my opinion, gowns are very beautiful.
i can’t imagine fitting in that gown again, it was beautiful. black with a slit coming up the middle and you could see all of me when I wore it. I mean, I could feel all of me when I wore that gown. I absolutely loved the way
She wasn’t sure what she was doing, standing in the boutique, looking at all the long dresses. She wasn’t sure why she was bothering. After all, no one cared. She couldn’t afford any of the dresses, nor would she ever have a chance to wear them. She just wanted to feel the silk and the satins, the glitter and gossamer, the tulle and tufts.
as you sit staring at the girls in the red gown you cant help but ponder how nice she looks. she dances to the music her hips sway to the beat and is the center of attention where ever she stands. you pluck up the courrage to finally go and talk to her to get to notice you as you noticed her. as you start to walk over she spots you and your heart flutters as she beckons towards you. you start to dance slowly at first than you work your way up. as the dance ends you say to the lady in red “good night and for tonight I was yours”
the girl in the glittering gown was stunning in front of the obciene crowd. she blushed as the spot light caught her in its beams and the glare from it made her gown burst in a multitude of color and shined like a flame in the dark.
Prom. What an interesting event. Eat strange food and bat your eyelashes so the boy you fancy will notice you this time. Continually glance in nearby mirrors to ensure that your caked-on beauty is still intact. Dance. Sit against the wall with crossed arms, and wait for mutually lonely arms to warmly welcome you in. Try to make conversation with the awkward boy that chooses you. Eye contact? Maybe. Embarrassing games and tired eyes. Fun? Maybe. Sleep is welcome and the absence of judging eyes places a smile of relief on your lips. Joy? Yes.
The red gown draped across her body. She couldn’t believe what was ahead of her, she couldn’t believe she had done it. She was moving on- onto the big times ahead of her. She exited her chamber and walked down the hall. She was radiant.
The bride was carried of into the woods by the best man and then he left her there to die, but wait along came a knight in shinny armor to save the day. Oh no
Gowns are dresses for fancy occasions. they can be long and flowy, short and pretty, but msotly pretty. They can be any color, and are for occasions like balls, or parties, or other things like that.
The gown of midnight adorns
with the sparkle of sequins
reflected from stars
The bleeding moon
strokes a gossamer veil
of pale highlights
A haunting glow
soft and yielding
Hush now
allow the artist
its canvas
Lift your arms
allow its dressing
I want to drown in it. It should flow like a stream off my body, and taper into the aisles. I want everyone’s eyes captivated, locked in on me. If only for one day.
I looked down at the gossamir and crinoline, gently touching the silky folds of the shimmering skirt. This was the most beautiful gown I’d ever seen, but I had to wonder who it came from. I had never seen anything like it before; it was foreign to me, just like the place I was about to enter. I bowed my head, took a deep breath and gently pushed open the heavy oak door. My time had come.
She smiled and twirled and twirled. Her laughter filled the room as she heard the crowd cheer. She mimed a courtsey and waved to her admirers. She turned and stared at this woman and pitied her. Greasy, tangled nest of hair over a thin, gaunt face slimed with makeup. She affectionatrly patted her gown, the woman mimicked her. She laughed at how ridiculous the woman looked but oh, what a beautiful gown.
Stewy walked in wearing a long pink sparkly gown. She kept tripping, and started screaming her head off. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
jay sean was waering a gown then he fell of a cliff into a pile of gowns. then jawysean gave lil wayne a pink gown. then lil wayne gave his gown to his mom then his mom went to the grammys wearing an elmo gown. he got jealous and went off stage and put his on.
I took my first step down the long staircase, as elegantly as I could. Just as I had been taught. One foot after the other, slowly, holding my long, draping dress up in my left hand, whilst my right slides gently down the banister as I descend. Everybody is waiting for me, watching in anticipation. Looking at my everybody move, just waiting for me to make a mistake; to trip up or lose my grip the ridiculously over-priced gown that hangs off my frame, tearing it and exposing more than intended. Or to drop my heavy diamond bracelet and step on it in my painfully high heels, shattering it and forever being known as the girl who destroyed some of the most precious jewels in the country. No. That won’t happen. I’ve trained for this and I can do it.
i am larry bird, a redneck cattle rancher and i wore a big purple and yellow polka dotted gown and so did ol’ bessie, my favorite cow. and then i won the lottery and baught a new bessie so i bought it a green and orange bananna for hannakua because new bessie is jewish. i gave her a menorah and she burnt my wife so now in single.
the gown that i am wearing for graduation is too big. it was my brothers and he was taller than me. so its too big. its red. and i graduate in may of 2012.
I am but a child, wrapped in a gown of strength given me by my grandmother. My mind stretches to all corners, and stitches the hem with thoughts.
dressing gown soft white fluffy against my newly shaven skin wet dry mixed emotions sad when faced in the mirror but smiles deceive all
dressing gown white fluffy soft to the skin makes me dreamy wet dry mixed emotions flowey
A ball gown is what you would wear to a ball. I like to imagine myself at a ball, with a floor length burgundy gown that swishes whenever I move. I would like to own a gown. In my opinion, gowns are very beautiful.
i made a promise, and we broke it.
i should burn my gown.
The back of her gown trailed, blue droplets of gems shimmering in the sunlight that streamed in through reaching windows.
The caterpillar wears a gown
to go to the pupa ball
the sun also, mists over the mountain
and very thin soups draped on potatoes,
gossamer sauces, sexy nights
for rice
i can’t imagine fitting in that gown again, it was beautiful. black with a slit coming up the middle and you could see all of me when I wore it. I mean, I could feel all of me when I wore that gown. I absolutely loved the way
She wasn’t sure what she was doing, standing in the boutique, looking at all the long dresses. She wasn’t sure why she was bothering. After all, no one cared. She couldn’t afford any of the dresses, nor would she ever have a chance to wear them. She just wanted to feel the silk and the satins, the glitter and gossamer, the tulle and tufts.
My wedding
her gown was the world spinnng, it held the lifes of millions.
as you sit staring at the girls in the red gown you cant help but ponder how nice she looks. she dances to the music her hips sway to the beat and is the center of attention where ever she stands. you pluck up the courrage to finally go and talk to her to get to notice you as you noticed her. as you start to walk over she spots you and your heart flutters as she beckons towards you. you start to dance slowly at first than you work your way up. as the dance ends you say to the lady in red “good night and for tonight I was yours”
the girl in the glittering gown was stunning in front of the obciene crowd. she blushed as the spot light caught her in its beams and the glare from it made her gown burst in a multitude of color and shined like a flame in the dark.
Prom. What an interesting event. Eat strange food and bat your eyelashes so the boy you fancy will notice you this time. Continually glance in nearby mirrors to ensure that your caked-on beauty is still intact. Dance. Sit against the wall with crossed arms, and wait for mutually lonely arms to warmly welcome you in. Try to make conversation with the awkward boy that chooses you. Eye contact? Maybe. Embarrassing games and tired eyes. Fun? Maybe. Sleep is welcome and the absence of judging eyes places a smile of relief on your lips. Joy? Yes.
I need some new gowns. I planned to go shopping to Prague in the New Year hollidays and buy few nice gowns^^
Just first association)
The red gown draped across her body. She couldn’t believe what was ahead of her, she couldn’t believe she had done it. She was moving on- onto the big times ahead of her. She exited her chamber and walked down the hall. She was radiant.
The bride was carried of into the woods by the best man and then he left her there to die, but wait along came a knight in shinny armor to save the day. Oh no
She looked at herself in her wedding gown, and a tear came to her eye.
Gowns are dresses for fancy occasions. they can be long and flowy, short and pretty, but msotly pretty. They can be any color, and are for occasions like balls, or parties, or other things like that.
The gown of midnight adorns
with the sparkle of sequins
reflected from stars
The bleeding moon
strokes a gossamer veil
of pale highlights
A haunting glow
soft and yielding
Hush now
allow the artist
its canvas
Lift your arms
allow its dressing
I want to drown in it. It should flow like a stream off my body, and taper into the aisles. I want everyone’s eyes captivated, locked in on me. If only for one day.
it flows,
never stopping to take a breath.
it moves
like ocean waves
and every breeze
that nips
ears with
whispers of
memories of
yesterday.
oh my god i am to tired to write anything down ….
what does “gown” mean ?
english is only my secaond foreign language …
The gown is made from exclusive imported lace and hand spun silk. It flows like the ocean in the moonlight. the touch smooth like cool whip.
I looked down at the gossamir and crinoline, gently touching the silky folds of the shimmering skirt. This was the most beautiful gown I’d ever seen, but I had to wonder who it came from. I had never seen anything like it before; it was foreign to me, just like the place I was about to enter. I bowed my head, took a deep breath and gently pushed open the heavy oak door. My time had come.
Night gown. thats all I’ve got
Lots of moms have gowns, but not my mom, sadly, not my mom!
gowns are made for woman only woman…
you know else uses a gown my MOM!!!!!!!
she dose not.
my woman wears a white night gown to bed every night
She smiled and twirled and twirled. Her laughter filled the room as she heard the crowd cheer. She mimed a courtsey and waved to her admirers. She turned and stared at this woman and pitied her. Greasy, tangled nest of hair over a thin, gaunt face slimed with makeup. She affectionatrly patted her gown, the woman mimicked her. She laughed at how ridiculous the woman looked but oh, what a beautiful gown.
Stewy walked in wearing a long pink sparkly gown. She kept tripping, and started screaming her head off. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
jay sean was waering a gown then he fell of a cliff into a pile of gowns. then jawysean gave lil wayne a pink gown. then lil wayne gave his gown to his mom then his mom went to the grammys wearing an elmo gown. he got jealous and went off stage and put his on.
my name is gown goodbye have a merry Christmas and a j biebs new year\
I took my first step down the long staircase, as elegantly as I could. Just as I had been taught. One foot after the other, slowly, holding my long, draping dress up in my left hand, whilst my right slides gently down the banister as I descend. Everybody is waiting for me, watching in anticipation. Looking at my everybody move, just waiting for me to make a mistake; to trip up or lose my grip the ridiculously over-priced gown that hangs off my frame, tearing it and exposing more than intended. Or to drop my heavy diamond bracelet and step on it in my painfully high heels, shattering it and forever being known as the girl who destroyed some of the most precious jewels in the country. No. That won’t happen. I’ve trained for this and I can do it.
my mom has the most beautiful gown with sparkles and glitter it is also blue and pink with purple flowers all over it it is awesome!
i am larry bird, a redneck cattle rancher and i wore a big purple and yellow polka dotted gown and so did ol’ bessie, my favorite cow. and then i won the lottery and baught a new bessie so i bought it a green and orange bananna for hannakua because new bessie is jewish. i gave her a menorah and she burnt my wife so now in single.
the gown that i am wearing for graduation is too big. it was my brothers and he was taller than me. so its too big. its red. and i graduate in may of 2012.
there’s no gown that could make me feel beautiful. there’s no day that could make me feel happy. i’m just downright miserable.
I know this is weird because I’m a boy but I’ve always wanted a gown! Girls get them and boys don’t! It STINKS!