Descriptive Essay About Love

“Lydia, let me get dressed. I will wear the white and golden dress. Can you just wait for me?” asked Elizabeth.

I walk into the Moore’s house, and go upstairs. I see Alice on the bed, and tell her. “Hey, I did it with Alec. Oh, and I also told him I loved him, and he said it back. I think I wanna marry him.” “Ok slow down there Anna.” “I know, I’m sorry its just the happiest I’ve felt since what happened.” I know, and that's fantastic lets just not ask him to marry you yet.” “Yea, I know. I should probably get some less revealing clothes on.” “Yea, I’ll be downstairs.” She tells me.

“Why don't you change out of those clothes, the skirt's seen better days,” she says, allowing her gaze to travel the length of my body.

“Hey, so Emma and I were thinking, what if we told Cami that we were all going to dress up tomorrow, but then none of us did… that would be so funny,” Grace said as a smirk spread across her face.

“I can bring you more of her clothes so you don’t have to get a whole new wardrobe. I know how expensive clothes can be and I wouldn’t want Tiffany’s clothes to just go to waste. I’ll run home to pack you some and meet you at your house. See you later.”

"I always dress nicely for this one," he says gesturing toward Katie. "Now what happened to your other dress?"

Elaine breathed softly as she stared at her reflection. She was wearing a barmaid dress and although it was too revealing for her taste, it did not bother her as she had important things to worry about. She stood from the chair she was sitting in; however, she did not exit the room. Instead, she applied a light hand of powder on her skin and pinched her cheeks to add some color to her pale face.

When she walks out she gives an annoyed sigh and gestures to her body. The dress is see-through, I can clearly see her Bra. "Okay," I start. "I can see how that would be a problem." I leave and go into my room. I open my closet and look for a jacket for her to wear. Once I find one I return to the living room and hand it to her. "Thanks." She says as she puts it on.

She replied, “It’s natural. If you keep trying maybe you could be as neat as me! See you later.”

Allie immediately thought of the old woman she and her mother had gone to, to get her last gowns made, but she was in Savannah. “Do you know of a seamstress that won’t be swamped with orders- it is so close to time, I’m sure no one will be available this late,” said Allie, beginning to feel some of Eli’s excitement.

“So, you just going to keep sitting there all night?” Orla asked as she admired her newly-painted red nails. “Blue won’t be back until ten.”

With a warm greeting, he slips the dress over my head and I twirl, admiring the beautiful handiwork he has put into my victor's costume.

"I am sorry, Gwennie love. It's just so bloody beautiful. I love wearing it proudly." He pecked her lightly on the cheek, and she playfully growled at him.

King Robert was currently unaware of the stunning beauty; dress in silk and rose-color lace gown, which forms to her small frame, moving gracefully across the marble floor of the study. She wraps her petite arms around his trim waist, sliding her hand underneath his chin. His dark locks move smoothly across his purple and black coat that was tailor-made to fit his muscular frame.

"Juni, get dress so that we can do your make up." Sis said. I sighed and wore my wedding dress that was silver and it was a mermaid wedding dress style.