Siara
08-04-2004, 11:33 AM
From last year's Faire.
A gold-dusted rose velvet gown with errisian topaz beads fringing the deep sleeves.
Some of the scripts:
You drum your fingers thoughtfully against your thigh, causing the hem of your rose velvet gown to swirl in response.
As you pirouette, the skirts of your gown flare outward in a billow of rose velvet.
You lightly fluff out the rose velvet skirt of your gown
You feel a blush rise to your cheeks as you tug the neckline of your rose velvet gown a little bit higher
You let out a long sigh as you gaze down at the hem of your rose velvet gown.
You draw a deep breath, square your shoulders, and suck in your stomach, feeling the rose velvet of your gown shift with the movements of your body.
The long, rose velvet skirts of your elegant gown puddle around your feet as you sink into a curtsy low enough to honor royalty.
You carefully gather the long skirts of your rose velvet gown and raise the hem to mid-calf.
You trace aimless designs over the rose velvet of your gown with your fingertips.
You clutch your arms around yourself, trying to conceal as much of your throat and collarbone as you possibly can while wearing the low-cut gown.
You sway back and forth, causing the skirts of your rose velvet gown to swish back and forth as well.
In a fit of exasperation, you kick the skirts of your rose velvet gown out of your way with a bit more force than necessary as you pace back and forth.
You nervously gather a fistful of your gown's rose velvet in one hand, then glance around uncertainly
Your long rose velvet skirts rustle softly as you shift your weight from one side to the other.
There's a few more scripts.
2 mil coins
Siarags@aol.com
A gold-dusted rose velvet gown with errisian topaz beads fringing the deep sleeves.
Some of the scripts:
You drum your fingers thoughtfully against your thigh, causing the hem of your rose velvet gown to swirl in response.
As you pirouette, the skirts of your gown flare outward in a billow of rose velvet.
You lightly fluff out the rose velvet skirt of your gown
You feel a blush rise to your cheeks as you tug the neckline of your rose velvet gown a little bit higher
You let out a long sigh as you gaze down at the hem of your rose velvet gown.
You draw a deep breath, square your shoulders, and suck in your stomach, feeling the rose velvet of your gown shift with the movements of your body.
The long, rose velvet skirts of your elegant gown puddle around your feet as you sink into a curtsy low enough to honor royalty.
You carefully gather the long skirts of your rose velvet gown and raise the hem to mid-calf.
You trace aimless designs over the rose velvet of your gown with your fingertips.
You clutch your arms around yourself, trying to conceal as much of your throat and collarbone as you possibly can while wearing the low-cut gown.
You sway back and forth, causing the skirts of your rose velvet gown to swish back and forth as well.
In a fit of exasperation, you kick the skirts of your rose velvet gown out of your way with a bit more force than necessary as you pace back and forth.
You nervously gather a fistful of your gown's rose velvet in one hand, then glance around uncertainly
Your long rose velvet skirts rustle softly as you shift your weight from one side to the other.
There's a few more scripts.
2 mil coins
Siarags@aol.com