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[b][u]Aliquam: The Tailor’s[/u][/b]

"How about these, Estelle? White's not my color, although I think they would make your hair stand out quite a bit..."

“These are…” Estelle’s body trembled as her hands clutched onto the two dresses Amy had given her. Her face was held low, her expression hidden from the cleric and everyone else as she focused intently on both of the stunningly gorgeous garments, before she threw her hands into the air with a triumphant cheer and squealed in delight. “PERFECT! They’re both perfect, I just, I can’t… I don’t know which one to choose!!”

Her eyes shot back and forth between both dresses, and then she dashed for the changing rooms, sliding the curtain railing behind her as she busied herself into trying both on them on. If only there was a way to possibly wear both… but alas, she could not. In the end, she settled for [url=http://www.200shop.com/images/201111250047271640.jpg]the second[/url] of the two Amy had suggested, being particularly impressed with the way the flame designs curled upwards from the bottom of her pristine white dress, and she found herself blushing as she looked at her reflection in the mirror. So far she was only wearing the dress, and not any makeup or accessories, but she looked… beautiful. She didn’t know it was even possible for her to look like this. Like… like a lady. 

“Oh Amy, thank you!” Estelle scrambled out of the changing room with all the lack of dignity a lady really held, and threw her arms around the blonde in a warm, happy embrace. As she pulled her face from out of her bosom to smile up at the stunned blonde who looked back down, she finally released herself once she noticed how clearly uncomfortable Amy was from the invasion of personal space. Or maybe because she had just then caught Aria and Xandra both trying to choose dresses for the latter. She bounded over to them, latching onto Aria’s arm.

“Aria! Aria! Look! We match!” She grinned, her dress inversely reflecting Aria’s own beautiful gown. She looked down at the garments Aria had recommended for Xandra, and her mouth cooed into a wide ‘o’ at the beautiful fabrics there. “Oh, Aria, those are beautiful! Xan, you’re going to look amazing!!” 

Her face then drew more mischevious, and she looked towards both of her friends and Dalia as well as she remembered the other dress Amy had selected that she unfortunately couldn’t wear. 

“Tobias offered to pay for all these, right? I’m sure he wouldn’t mind buying an extra dress or two or five if he has all that money… right?”