This dress is made of white yarn and silk. The upper body is tightly wrapped around the body. There is a golden lotus flower on the left chest. Each petal is vivid and enchanting and mysterious like a blooming lotus. There are more A touch of sacred and pure feeling. Shu Liao
The lower body adopts an irregular design, the messy beauty of the upper body and the gorgeousness of the upper body enhance the feeling of the whole dress. When worn on Wall, with her fresh temperament, it is like an elf just walking out of the forest. , Pure beauty makes people unable to look away.
Looking at the girl in the mirror, Wall was also obviously a little shocked. Is this really her? This dress seems to be tailor-made for her, no matter the style or size, it is a match made in heaven.
Admit her wording, because she really can't find any words to describe it.
Compared to her calmness, Zhang Min exaggeratedly waved his hands and yelled: "God, god, this dress looks really good if you wear it. If you put your bangs like a dog and you don’t have it. Take care of the shaped hair, I believe you will be the focus of the entire banquet."
Indeed, the girl in the mirror looks very nice, but the thick bangs on her forehead cover most of her eyes. It is indeed because of the hairstyle that reduces her beauty. She smiled, showing her white and neat teeth: "Where did you borrow this dress, can you help me ask the owner if it can be sold?".
In the past, Zhang Min borrowed her clothes for her and would return them after wearing them. But she really likes this dress, whether it's design or color, she can't put it down. Especially the golden lotus in her chest reminded her of Mo Tianqi, that handsome young man like a green lotus.
"What borrowed it? I personally made this dress for you. Do you know that in order to give you a surprise, I concealed it for five months. God knows how hard I have been holding back in the past few months. Sharing is the most painful thing in the world.
Seeing that his design is perfectly presented on Wall, Zhang Min's face is content except for pride. She wanted to make a dress for Walter herself a long time ago, but she never thought of a style that suits her. The inspiration for this dress came from the time they went to see the sunrise together.
At that time, Hua Er wore a very ordinary white casual clothes, but when she walked toward her in the morning light, she suddenly thought of a species, that is, "elves", so this dress was born.
When she heard that Zhang Min had made her own clothes for five months, Wall’s heart was full of touch. She stretched out her hand to hug Zhang Min, even though the girl was petite like her. Like her little sister, but she has always taken care of her, cared for her, and supported her like a big sister.
They cried and laughed together, went crazy together and made trouble together. Zhang Min has always been by her side, helping her to get out of her low self-esteem, and helping her accomplish one thing after another that she could not accomplish before.
"I know we don't need to say thank you, but I still have to say, thank God for letting me meet you, the best sister in my life!". Wall choked.
A person can find such a good confidant in his entire life, and it is worth a visit to this world.
Zhang Min sniffed, and pushed Waller away pretending to be disgusting. Turn her face away so that Waller could not see the tears flashing in her eyes. She is a elder sister, so she can’t cry: "It really makes you numb. Now, hurry up, I will make you a hairstyle."
After adjusting his emotions, Zhang Min turned around and forced Walter to sit on the chair. As soon as he provoked a wisp of her bangs, Walter grabbed her wrist: "Let's do that for bangs. , Don’t ask me why, I will tell you all one day, let my image continue now!".
Zhang Min froze for a moment, and she soon realized the seriousness of the matter. She seldom saw Walter talk to her so solemnly, and naturally understood that Walter must have some reason. She didn't ask too much, but nodded and said: "Then I will make a big scroll for you. That's it for your bangs. Even if you don't trim your bangs, I can definitely make you beautiful."
As the director of a fashion company, Zhang Min is well-known in the entertainment circle, and many artists have asked her to do styling. Not only because of her fashion, the more important thing is that she will create the most suitable makeup for you according to your temperament.
Zhang Min ironed a big roll for Wall, grabbed the fluffy with his hands, and set the shape. I drew her a light makeup look. Wall's own skin has good foundation and it is easy to apply makeup.
After doing all this, looking at the elf girl in the mirror, Zhang Min always felt that there was something but something.
"What is missing?"
"Oh, I think this is beautiful, there is nothing missing." Wall is extremely satisfied with herself now. It is the first time she has been dressed so beautifully in so many years, and even she can't help herself. I dumped myself.
Zhang Min was still looking at her in the mirror and thinking with a sad face. Suddenly she snapped her fingers and jumped up happily: "I finally know what is missing."
She walked quickly to the living room and pinched the lily in the vase, pinned it to Wall's ear, and secured it with a small clip. After doing all this, she looked at Wall and said sincerely: "Pretty!"
Lily represents purity, and she looks even more like a Mori girl with her fluffy rolls. However, such a big flower... Wall tangled for a moment and asked: "Doesn't it look like a nympho with such a big flower on your head?".
Zhang Min waved his hands speechlessly: "I can't communicate with a Tubula guy, what kind of idiot, this is obviously fashion, do you understand fashion? Forget it, you don't understand it.
Talking about fashion with someone who doesn't know how to fashion is simply too emotional. If it weren’t for Wallace to be her best sister, Zhang Min’s petty temper would have rushed to beat people.
Don't insult fashion if you don't understand fashion.
Well, looking at the flower on his head, Wall desperately emphasized in his heart that it is really fashion, not an idiot. But no matter how she emphasized it, the flower was firmly rooted in her heart as if it had taken root.
A voice kept echoing in my mind.
anthomaniac…
anthomaniac…
anthomaniac…
"Forget it, I'll take it down!" Wall felt that he had become neurotic because of this flower.