Nami Lynn Rose Blake
Female ● Nineteen ● Crush: N/A ● Tags: ladies
Oh how this week had been. It wasn't that she hated... Okay she hated it. This kind of thing wasn't exactly for her. She was more into trouble, bands, concerts. Not dresses, crowns, instruments. At least she could sing. Bidding her sisters and the other ladies good bye, she quickly headed for her room to change. Taking it out of the closet she slipped on her outfit. The dress was black with tan underlining, the black being beautiful lace that twisted and swirled around. The dress was knee length, she had never liked long dresses but that back lengthened a bit so it hit the back of her calf. The neck of the dress dipped a bit but wasn't too low and she wore a black lace necklace to match. Nami slipped on tan heels and twirled in the mirror to look at herself before perking up and grabbing her small tiara, placing it on and frowning at herself,"I... look like a barbie." Just great.