↷. 🎪 ঌ ࣪₀ 🦩 .˚ ☁️ ༺ ◛*➶ 。˚ ♯
❝ i hope i'm not sounding too 𝖉𝖊𝖘𝖕𝖊𝖗𝖆𝖙𝖊, i need 𝖑𝖔𝖛𝖊 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖆𝖋𝖋𝖊𝖈𝖙𝖎𝖔𝖓 ❞ ⁺◟༉ ꜜ𝙽𝙾𝚆 𝙿𝙻𝙰𝚈𝙸𝙽𝙶: Loveeeeeee Song — Rihanna & Future
・♩: *・゚🎼 :* ◄◄ ▐▐ ►► ・゚♪: * ・゚♫:*i have a love hate relationship with carpets and award shows. the love part of it is the dressing up part. the hate part of it is the time they take to actually plan for and do.
that's why i'm currently in my dress fitting for the 2021 bet awards, still dateless but that doesn't matter.
after the whole brittni situation happened two months ago i've been off the media for my mental health. i don't need to see elderly people bashing me on the internet. seriously old people can be brutal and very fucking consistent.
i know she's tried to drag the situation on for clout but after she saw that me and future didn't entertain her drama she left it alone.
" it's too tight." i wheezed out. are they trying to strangle me over here? i couldn't suck in a breath even if i wanted too.
"sorry..." the seamstress said, loosening the dress.
"little more." i asked, i don't want to struggle to breath but at the same time i want it to be tight. show off my body shape type tight.
the seamstress did as told and loosened it little by little until it felt perfect, "right there." i stopped him and he marked the place, pinned it and zipped it up.
i turned around to look in the mirror, "woah" i said amazed, it did look perfect.
it was velvet black with some black glitter designs flowing down the dress. it wasn't a straight dress but not it wasn't poofy either. i had the option of strapless but i chose the spaghetti straps.
the dress did startat my boobs and i didn't wanna be pulling it up everytime i felt like i might have a nip slip.
"you look gorgeous." my mom said, but then again she is very biased when it comes to how i look. after all i am her daughter and i look a whole lot like her when she was my age.
"thank you mommy. " it makes me feel like a kid again, when we used to play dress up and do pretend runways. i ran my hand along the dress, and turned around trying all the angles. even the back. gotta make sure my butt doesn't look flat.
it looked amazing on me, "who's it by?" i asked my hair stylist who was taking notes this whole time. probably trying to find which hairstyle would go good with this.
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