#red rose midi

[shopwitchvamp]

Red, White, and Blue. But like, in an Utena honoring way rather than USA USA 🖤witchvamp.com🖤

[shopwitchvamp]

omg so cuuute! thanks for sharing :D

Wearing @shopwitchvamp 's rose midi skirt today and I Had to get pictures of it

It looks so long on me but I am just tiny lol

[yourcoffeeguru]

Super cute n sexy midi skirt with thigh slight n soft copper red fabric w rose print. || ghoulworld

[thedroneranger]

Buzzing Romance

Robert "Bob" Floyd

Synopsis: You and Bob have always vibed, and now it's time for this budding romance to blossom.

Note: Hi, friends! I know I've been MIA around these parts. And I hate it, but priorities. Anywho, I wanted to stop by, drop this little gift and say happy Valentine's Day! And say thank you to those who continue to message, chat, tag and send asks 🖤 This fic is a companion to Vibe Check and Sending Vibes. Reading one or both will provide additional context but isn't mandatory. Enjoy!

Warnings: 18+ only, fluffy but sex toys.

Word count: 1.1k

Bob wanted tonight to be perfect. Along with dinner at a steakhouse you’d been jonesing to try, he had a beautiful bouquet of roses to give you. 

Ever the perfectionist, Bob had called his florist friend, Riley. Since Bob always made sure Riley was on the shortlist for any local Navy events, he had an open line of favors ready for redemption.  

A few days later, Bob spent over an hour in Riley’s shop, before she opened at seven in the morning, handpicking the biggest, reddest roses.

Later after work at home, Bob spent another 30 minutes adding the final touch. A 25th rose that would never die—as long as you kept it charged. He wanted to confirm that not even a petal was out of place, and the rose-shaped vibrator was well hidden so you didn’t notice at first glance. 

Meanwhile, you were at your place—a rare occasion on its own. However, you were also giddy to get glammed up and go out on a real date with Bob. The thought made you laugh. 

It was clear you and Bob were in this for the long haul, but nothing about your relationship was traditional. You’d been seeing each other exclusively—a mutual decision—for nearly a year but had yet to formally define the relationship. 

Hell, you were still discovering new things about one another. Barely a month ago, Bob found out about your culinary skills when you cooked him his favorite meal as a welcome home surprise. 

The same night he also saw you in something other than an oversized Naval Academy t-shirt for the first time. You thought Bob’s eyes might bulge out of his head when you donned a sheer nude bra and panty set embroidered with the most delicate flowers.

You were hoping Bob would have a similar reaction tonight when he saw you dressed up for something other than a work-related gala. Your gala gowns were always striking but also conservative since you were among colleagues and leadership. Secretly, you hoped Bob fantasized about what was under your garb during galas as much as you fantasized about what was under his dress uniform. 

Your phone shook you from your fantasies. Bob messaged to check that a 6:45 pickup left you plenty of time to get ready. After responding, you put your phone back on the bathroom counter to inspect your face one more time before going to your room to put on your outfit. 

Bob was having nearly the exact same thoughts about your relationship, firsts and fantasies as he stood in front of the mirror, deciding which switch shirt to pair with his slim-cut gray suit. It felt cliche, given the holiday, but he decided to go with a soft pink shirt. One last check of his carefully styled hair, and then Bob was sliding into his two-door 90s Silverado. 

Fifteen minutes later, Bob rolled to a stop in front of your rental. Flowers in hand, he strode to the front door. He poked the doorbell and waited. 

You didn’t even bother to look before you flung the door open. “Hi,” you sweetly greeted him. He nearly dropped the bouquet. Bob couldn’t help but let his gaze roam over your body. 

The sheer bodice and the low sweetheart neckline of your top had him reminiscing about his first night home from his last deployment. The silk high-waisted midi skirt and strappy heels you paired it with were the perfect compliment.

Remembering he was standing on your doorstep, Bob’s wits came about him. “You look amazing.”

“Thank you.” You chuckled. There was no way Bob’s cheeks weren’t as red as the flowers in his hand. 

“These are for you!” He gently held the bouquet out. 

Your face lit up as you used both hands to take it. “These are gorgeous! Do I have time to put them in water?”

“Of course.” Bob smiled. “I’ll get the door.” You thanked him and turned to go inside. He closed the front door and trailed you into your kitchen. 

“Here.” You gave him the bouquet back as you reached into the top of a cabinet to get a vase. While your back was turned, he adjusted the vibrator to be a smidge more obvious. “Come.” You waved a hand from him to join you at the sink. 

While the vase filled with water, you grabbed some scissors, and then turned off the faucet. Then you pulled a rose from the bunch to snip the bottom. “These are gorgeous, Bob.”

His smile widened. “I hand picked them.” You stopped to look at him in disbelief. He shrugged. You smirked as you grabbed another rose and trimmed the end before placing it in the vase. Bob watched as you continued to pick roses and diagonally trim the ends. 

Then, you saw it. You froze and looked at Bob. He was smirking. Your expression morphed to mirror his as you unearthed the rose-shaped vibrator. Your eyes flitted between him and the toy. 

“It’s kinda our thing, isn’t it?” He said with a wink. Bob placed what was left of the uncut bouquet on the counter. You also sat the vibrator there, and then wrapped your arms around his neck. His hands came to rest on your hips as he looked at you. 

“You never cease to amaze me, Bobby.” Your gazes were locked. Your fingers brushed the short hairs at the back of his neck. 

“I have to admit my intentions aren’t purely altruistic.”

“Oh?” Your eyebrow arched as he began to slightly sway you as if music were playing.

“I want to take my girlfriend to dinner.” Bob stopped moving and let his hands wander to the small of your back to pull you closer.

You bit your lip to cull the smile involuntarily pulling the corners of your mouth. “I would love for my boyfriend to take me to dinner.” You could feel the excitement in Bob’s embrace. “And afterward, I hope he’s willing to test out the gift he bought me.”

Bob’s face lit up with both a smile and rosy cheeks. He gladly accepted your lips against his and let his hand drop to cup your backside. You caught him off guard by nipping his lip when he gave you a squeeze. “Let’s skip dinner. I want to go straight to dessert,” he stated. You giggled as you uncoiled your arms from his neck and let a hand come to rest on his chest.

With a playful eye roll, you turned to the counter and finished trimming the roses. Patiently, Bob watched you situate the blooms. When you were done, you took the vase to the living room and sat it in the middle of the coffee table. While you admired your bouquet, Bob went to the bedroom to leave a single rose on the nightstand—ready to keep your romance buzzing.

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[chic-a-gigot]

L'Art et la mode, no. 28, vol. 15, 14 juillet 1894, Paris. Art & Chiffons. Bibliothèque nationale de France

Robe en lainage rose, boutonnant derrière. Garniture de guipure blanche.

Pink woolen dress, buttoned at the back. White guipure trim.

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Robe en batiste ciel. Garniture de linon brodé. Guimpe plissée.

Sky cambric dress. Embroidered lawn trim. Pleated wimple.

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Toilette en taffetas changeant. Garniture de bouillonés de mousseline de soie. Col, ceinture et nœuds de satin noir.

Changing taffeta ensemble. Garnished with chiffon bouillons. Black satin collar, belt and bows.

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Toilette en linon à fleurettes, de point à l’aiguille.

Ensemble in flowered lawn, needlepoint.

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Ding ding! Ding ding! Le glas du départ est sonné, le Bois est désert, les salons sont clos. Paris a beau être joli et charmant, il faut s’en aller, qui à la mer, qui à la forêt, qui à la montagne, et quand l’époque du voyage est fixée, la malle est vite faite.

Au risque de passer pour rabâcheuse, il faut bien dire encore une fois que le blanc domine.

La vigogne fait des costumes simples et élégants, privés du moindre ornement; on ne les garnit que de grosses piqûres et d’énormes boutons de nacre.

La serge bleue semble être la nuance préférée des bicyclistes féminines, avec galons de mohair blanc ou rouge, ou écru; le chapeau Escadre en toile ou en serge bleue.

La saison s’annonce déjà très brillante à Cabourg, et l’on y fait, paraît-il, deux et même trois toilettes par jour… le matin, ce sont des costumes tailleur en covercoat, avec biais piqué dans le bas, petite jaquette pareille, col rose ou lilas, cravate en batiste; l’après-midi, ce sont les robes de piqué blanc, avec devant froufrou en crêpe de chine, boléro écourté sur des dentelles vaporeuses superposées, ce qui est plus habillé que le simple flottant de surah; mais ce qui domine, c’est la robe de mousseline à pois brochés, enrichie de volants ourlés de dentelles; à côté de ce genre, le style Pompadour, avec dentelles écrues; quant aux nœuds de rubans, on les sème partout, au relevé de la jupe, à la berthe au cou, à la ceinture, jamais le ruban n’a été aussi en vogue.

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Ding ding! Ding ding! The death knell has sounded, the Bois is deserted, the salons are closed. Paris may be pretty and charming, but you have to go, some to the sea, some to the forest, some to the mountains, and when the time of the trip is set, the trunk is quickly packed.

At the risk of coming across as harping, it must be said once again that white dominates.

The vicuña makes simple and elegant costumes, deprived of the slightest ornament; they are only garnished with large stitches and enormous mother-of-pearl buttons.

Blue serge seems to be the favorite shade of female cyclists, with white or red, or ecru mohair braid; the Escadre hat in canvas or blue serge.

The season is already looking very bright in Cabourg, and it seems that there are two and even three ensembles a day… in the morning, they are tailored suits in covercoat, with stitched bias at the bottom, similar little jacket, pink or lilac collar, cambric tie; in the afternoon, there are the white piqué dresses, with frilly front in crepe de chine, cropped bolero on superimposed vaporous lace, which is more dressy than the simple floating surah; but what dominates is the muslin dress with polka dots, enriched with ruffles hemmed with lace; next to this genre, the Pompadour style, with ecru lace; as for ribbon bows, we scatter them everywhere, at the top of the skirt, at the berthe at the neck, at the belt, ribbon has never been so fashionable.

[sk-lumen]

Where do you like to find dark feminine clothing? I'm not into a set aesthetic, but dark feminine is one of my favorites!

Hello darling,

My advice would be to focus less on brands and more on capsule pieces and quality. Where you acquire clothing from is up to the freedom of each person's ethical values, finances as well as preferences. That being said, you can find items like the below in many places, from thrift shops and Shein to H&M, Zara, the mall, etc.

Here are some recommendations for a dark feminine aesthetic/fashion, based on my own taste/inspo board.

Capsule items:

asymmetric yet minimalist tops (a bare shoulder adds mystique and femininity)

black lace tops, lace bodysuits (use discreetly, should be moderately covering nonetheless)

black or red satin robes for homewear (my favorite, I always get compliments from guests)

pencil skirts

faux leather: pants/leggings, skirts, jacket, corsets

platform heels, black or red high heels

black midi dresses (classic, effortless, versatile)

little black dresses

long flowy dresses in velvet, satin or tulle, etc

faux fur coat

Dark feminine aesthetic expanded:

Colors: red, black, and any shade in between (wine red, oxblood)

Materials: velvet, satin, lace, silk all emulate "femme fatale" or "dark feminine" energy

Style and energy: the dark feminine isn't about sparkles, frills and bows. It doesn't shy away from drama and flair, but it is done so tastefully, with mistique, by making the viewer wonder about the invisible, the unseen, the unspoken.

Outfit combo suggestions: black lace top/bodysuit with faux leather leggings and heels, turtleneck top with pencil skirt and back-lined pantyhose and heels, turtleneck top with cigarette pants, asymmetric top with faux leather skirt and platform boots, etc.

Accessories: silk/satin scarves, lace scarves, dagger jewelry (amulets, earrings), lace/satin gloves, etc

Make-up looks: smoky eyes and dark red lips, classic red lip with cat eye eyeliner. The focus is to inspire sensuality and mystery; we do this by accentuate the lips (reds or black) and adding intrigue to the gaze (smoky colors, black, deep rich jewel tones like reds/purples/blues). Avoid neutrals or combining too many colors, too much highlighter, blush, or bronzer. The focus is on the eyes and lips.

Other details: red/black nails (especially stiletto shape), symbols like roses, snakes, dragons (ie. as tattoos, jewelry or integrated in other ways into your look)

Dark feminine icons: Dita von Teese

Hope this inspires you. These are all items I have in my own wardrobe so they are the first that come to mind.

-Lumen

[theroyalsims]

CROWN PRINCESS ARRIVES IN SIMDIA FOR THREE-DAY ROYAL TOUR

Her Royal Highness Crown Princess Anya received a warm welcome from none other than Simdian President, Her Excellency Sariva Lakhari. 

The Crown Princess arrived in the southern nation via one of the royal jets, and landed at the Simdian International Airport early this morning. Her Royal Highness was presented with a garland of colourful flowers by President Lakhari, as well as a posy of red roses by the President’s granddaughter, Sita.

Her Royal Highness’s official visit is being conducted at the request of the government to help promote Brindleton-Simdia relations. The Crown Princess is also set to carry out work in Simdia in line with with some of her patronages and charities. 

For her arrival, Her Royal Highness wore a striking floral dress, which happens to be a re-wear. The Crown Princess first wore it to her cousin Emily’s wedding a few years ago. The midi dress is actually a vintage piece, thought to originally belong to Queen Emilia, and features hand-painted and hand-embroidered flowers. 

The choice to wear an old dress aligns well with Simdia’s recent move to support and promote sustainable fashion. The country made headlines lately for imposing heavy fines and taxes against “fast fashion” companies that establish stores, workshops, and warehouses in Simdia. 

(Above: Anya in Bloom - The Crown Princess was presented with flowers by both the President and the President’s granddaughter! The beautiful blossoms complemented HRH’s vintage floral frock.)

Hope you a have a blast in Simdia, Your Royal Highness! Don’t forget to take lots of photos (and share them with us!)

[jordanianroyals]

Royal Fashion → CBS’s Face the Nation, New York City (5 May 2024)

Gabriela Hearst “Marcelina” Draped Hammered-Silk Blouse in Blush

Victoria Beckham Double Layer Slit Midi Skirt in Poppy Red (£683)

Dior Wired Mesh Pointed Toe Pumps in Rose Gold

[shopwitchvamp]

We've got two more small restocks that went up today:

Matcha Maxis (1 in each size), and Red Rose Midis (A, B, and D Sizes)

🖤 witchvamp.com🖤

[utena-fanmerch]

- Witch Vamp

[fullcupofstyle]

Larisa Costea wearing Chicwish fashion pieces

View details of her look at this link,

[einsteinsugly]

3 JH

August 1980. Do You Believe In Magic?

"You think you can walk back into my life after the pain you've caused? Think again."

Jackie recites this to herself in the bathroom mirror, over and over, trying to convince herself that she deserves better. Even though he's worked hard to earn her trust. Her friendship, and in due time? Her love.

She notably gulps, reciting the tried and true again. Why can't she escape from the ghosts of her past, damn it...

Knock, knock, knock.

Oh my God, he's here. She straightens her skirt, that pink and mint floral midi he always liked. It screams seventies rather than eighties. A dated past, rather than a glittery, promising future.

But she's paired it with a new blouse, white and ruffled, with drapey, puffy sleeves. Just like that blouse Olivia Newton-John wears in Xanadu.

Of course, just like Olivia, Jackie's hair is feathered to perfection, with some brand new bangs to boot. It's half up, tied back with ribbons.

Knock, knock, knock.

Catapulted back to reality, she races to the door, ready to be whisked away to the fantastical world of Xanadu.

But as she previously demanded, to right the past's wrongs, Steven Hyde is her baggage-ridden ticket to the stars. He's whisking her away to the fantastical world of Xanadu, wearing those dark wash Levi's she once bought for him. And a black, plain pocket t-shirt, so he can put his aviators in his pocket.

His steely blue eyes aren't trapped behind a cage, and his aviators are neatly tucked in the pocket. His fro has been neatly combed, and there isn't a beard or pornstache in sight.

Steven uncomfortably smirks, clearing his throat. "You ready?"

He hands her an olive branch, a bouquet of red roses cloaking its past thorns, reaching out his hand. As the love of her life dutifully returns, slowly but surely.

She amply nods, as her glittery, promising future inevitably awaits. "Yes."

[supercalifragipopculturevomit]

Ask Game: URL Song Titles

Tagged by my beloved Brühlies @deepdwellingsteamboat and @hiddenxplaces-blog 💜

RULES: spell out your URL using song titles, then tag as many people as there are letters in your URL

Sunshower - Chris Cornell

Undercover Martyn - Two Door Cinema Club

Paper Bag - Fiona Apple

Everyday Everynight - Russian Red

Rollercoaster - Bleachers

Cruel World - Phantogram

All My Friends - LCD Soundsystem

Light On - Maggie Rogers

In The Long Run - The Staves

Fever - Roosevelt <- "discovered" this thanks to Daniel

Rebellion (Lies) - Arcade Fire

After Midnight - Phoenix

Good Morning Mr. Wolf - Patrick Watson

I'm Not Gonna Teach Your Boyfriend How To Dance With You - Black Kids

Puzzle Pieces - Saint Motel

Our Swords - Band of Horses

Purple Yellow Red and Blue - Portugal The Man

Comptine D'Un Autre Ete, L'Apres Midi - Yann Tiersen

Undercover - Pierre Van Dormael

Little Numbers - Boy

This Is The Thing - Fink

Use Somebody - Kings of Leon

Rose-colored Boy - Paramore

Edge of the Ocean - Ivy

Vienna - Billy Joel

Only You - Yazoo

Maps - Yeah, Yeah, Yeahs

Is It Any Wonder? - Keane

The Greatest - Cat Power (...Jesus F. Christ, that was a marathon but I did it! The Us, Rs, and Os were a particular struggle. And I had to constantly remind myself I wasn't creating a playlist 😅)

No pressure, share your music if you wish @decemberafternoon, @jomarch-wannabe, @leatherandsoil, @thorne-kreizler, and whoever sees this on their dash and wants to join in. Feel free to tag me, too!

[seiwas]

THE SHADOWBAN IS GONE MY QUEEN IS FREE!!!!!! Anyways I forgor this happened but reading all the sleepover asks made this memory resurface again (also iris wtf was ur story that was so cute y'all were crushing hard 😭 and niku oh my god your story *head in hands* )

Ok so in short: my previous childhood friend turned relationship turned ex cheated on me 1 month after he went abroad (damn what a headline)

So here's the tea, we've known eachother since we were preeschoolers, he's a year older than me, we became friends soon after that and he is the textbook definition of a gentleman. Like literally the grenenst green flag out there. Neon green. Fast forward to 7th grade, he confessed during a christmas party at his place. He took me out to his little garden and sat on one of the benches and yeah. Now lil old me was also crushing hard but was too pussy to fess up so when this happened ofc I said yes. A small voice in my mind I thought he was joking cause let's face it 7th grade me wasn't exactly the prettiest rose in the bush ok It's kinda lopsided and a bit uneven but at least I was funny. I was fully expecting it to last like 2 weeks. A month at most. But I said yes anyways cause I wanted to give it a chance. It lasted almost 5 years.

He was my first everything, and overtime we grew closer and if we weren't joined at the hip before we sure are now. Fast forward to highschool, he's in his last year and will be graduating soon. He decides to go abroad and ofc I support him. We'll make this whole ldr work. No it didn't work LMAOOOO after he went abroad we started texting and vidcallibg but that lasted 2 weeks. I kept trying to get trough to him but he didn't answer, not even a read.

Now one day I decide to call him cause it's been 2 weeks since I heard anything from him. And to my surprised he picked up, but it wasn't him that spoke. It was another girl. I told her that I'm his girlfriend and asked her if he was there and she just hung up. My heart dropped. And that's how I found out he was cheating 😃👍 and to make it worse he cheated on me 3 months before our 5th aniv <3 3 months before CHRISTMAS <33333333

Not long after that happened the girl found me on instagram (I think via my ex) and dmed me telling me the whole story. About how they met at a house party, got shit faced, made out, and hooked up. When she asked if he was single he said yes so she was basically lied to. She left him after our convo so good for her I hope she finds someone better.

Cue a montage of desperate texts and many phonecalls I declined from my ex who tried to make excuses on how he was drunk and it was an accident. I ignored all of em and blocked him when he didn't stop. I went by to his parents place to drop off his things and his parents didn't know yet so I told them, legit broke down in front of his mom and she called him and yelled at him on the phone shdjhffh 💀 I'm still close with his family (esp his sisters) cause well we've known eachother since we were kids, I'm basically their daughter at this point. And thankfully they're also mad at him and idk what happened after that but one of his sisters told me he's "all on his own now" so I guess they cut all contact from him? Or cut his funds? I'm not sure.

But yeah end of story, I think this is my juciest life story yet. And what's the moral of the story? No matter how neon the green flag it only takes one switch to make it blood red *eats snacks* anyways how are you sel :D

midi!! hello again!! 🥹 & yes omg i’m so happy the shadowban is gone pls 😭

oh my god midi you sent such a long story and i feel bad for not responding in equal length but i’m literally just 😦 at everything 😭😭 idk what to say oh my god??? i can’t believe he did that… literally what the fuck. and i’m so so so so sorry that you had to go through that, that young also 😭 what he did to you is so shitty i hope he got what he deserved for it 😭 i’m also glad that the girl reached out to you to talk about it.

i can’t even imagine how hard it must have been, especially since you’ve known his family since forever too 😭 it’s good that you were able to confide in them about it 😭 i feel like that type of relationship is so rare despite everything that’s happened, and it’s so refreshing to see that you’re still close to them.

& that’s so true!! i think there are certain lines that shouldn’t be crossed and are completely unsalvageable once they are.

thank you for sharing this midi omg i feel like it’s super personal, i’m touched that you’re trusting this with all of us here 😭 i hope YOU’RE doing better now 🥺 esp with your current partner!! i can see that u’re very much in love & am so happy that they’re treating you the way you deserve to be treated 🥺

i’m doing great 🥺 so thoughtful of you to ask!! i was kinda hesitant to go out today bc my bf wanted me to join him and his friends (but i kinda felt bad bc i wanted him to have his own time w them 😭 idr the last time they were all together without me for their boy time yk? they definitely don’t mind having me around but i kinda wanted to give them that space)

but!!! i’m really glad i went still 🥹 lots of laughs and talks and eats for the entire night!! one of the newer gf’s was there too, and bc she isn’t really as close as the rest of us (context: i’m one of the older gf’s ahsbhaah i’ve been w my bf for like 5+yr and have known these boys since hs too haha) i guess she still felt kinda nervous!! but she was really making an effort to get close to me (asking abt makeup!! and she even asked if she could braid my hair 🥺 most of my friends are guys so talks like this r pretty rare for me lmao) it was so sweet 🥺

my heart is very full rn!! i love friendships 🥺 i think it’s especially sentimental rn bc we’re growing w each other as life goes on!! how our conversations have shifted along with where we are in life 🥺

[chicinsilk]

Christian Dior Spring/Summer 1953 Haute Couture Collection. Gigi Terwalgne in an afternoon dress printed with red roses. Photo Lionel Kazan.

Christian Dior Collection Haute Couture Printemps/ Été 1953. Gigi Terwalgne en robe d'après-midi imprimée de roses rouges. Photo Lionel Kazan.

Ligne Tulipe

[chic-a-gigot]

La Mode illustrée, no. 45, 7 novembre 1897, Paris. Robe de dîner en crêpe de Chine rose pâle. Robe de dîner en soie armurée et surah uni. Modèles de chez Mmes de La Torchère et Sauveur, rue du CHerche-Midi, 67. Ville de Paris / Bibliothèque Forney

Toilette de dîner en crêpe de Chine rose pâle.

Cette robe faite en crêpe de Chine rose pâle, se compose d'une jupe unie et d'un corsage plat avec ouverture carrée. On ferme le corsage de vant sous un plastron en crêpe plissé, terminé au bord supérieur par une bande de soie blanche, brodée de paillettes; cette garniture se répère par derrière; on la borde devant et derrière avec des épaulettes en soie, brodée de paillettes entourées d'un volant de dentelle crème; les épaulettes se continuent jusqu'à la ceinture, faite en soie verte. Les manches ont des volants en dentelle.

Toilette de dîner en soie armurée et surah uni.

Cette toilette se compose d'une jupe et de manches en soie armurée crème, et d'un corsage avec ceinture et épaulettes en surah de même couleur. Le corsage plissé est réuni à la jupe par une ceinture Médicis, garnie au bord inférieur d'un galon de guipure, et au bord supérieur d'un ruban de velours rouge cerise. Un second ruban part depuis les coutures des manches, et se réunit au ruban de la ceinture. On pose sur le corsage des épaulettes carrées en guipure, placées devant avec de petits coins arrondis, contre le col droit recouvert en étoffe plissée. Les manches bordées de ruches plissées pnt sur les épaules de doubles épaulettes en étoffe plissée et unie; ces dernières sont entourées d'un galon de guipure.

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Dinner ensemble in pale pink crepe de chine.

This dress, made in pale pink crepe de chine, consists of a plain skirt and a flat bodice with square opening. The front bodice is closed under a pleated crepe bib, finished at the upper edge with a band of white silk, embroidered with sequins; this garnish can be seen from behind; it is bordered in front and behind with silk shoulder pads, embroidered with sequins surrounded by a cream lace flounce; the shoulder pads continue to the belt, made of green silk. The sleeves have lace ruffles.

Dinner dress in weaved silk and plain surah.

This dress consists of a skirt and sleeves in cream weaved silk, and a bodice with belt and epaulets in surah of the same color. The pleated bodice is joined to the skirt by a Medici belt, trimmed at the lower edge with guipure braid, and at the upper edge with a cherry red velvet ribbon. A second ribbon starts from the sleeve seams, and meets the ribbon on the belt. Square guipure shoulder pads are placed on the bodice, placed in front with small rounded corners, against the straight collar covered in pleated fabric. The sleeves lined with pleated ruffles have double epaulettes in pleated and plain fabric on the shoulders; the latter are surrounded by a guipure braid.