Silk and Pearls

It took help to get her into the costume. With that help, she was bundled and buttoned into luscious volumes of silk, draped with pearls, and fitted with elaborate curls that would have taken hours to create had it not been a wig. It was hot and hard to breathe. She walked from her trailer to the set with a slight sense of dread about spending the next 14 hours in this getup.

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3 Responses to Silk and Pearls

  1. SteveofCaley says:

    In the grand ballroom, the guests were methodically being shot. A green-screen would allow the Stars to move about in comfort in the background, digitally. Stars would wilt in this broiling summer’s heat. The scene was Swiss Mansion in Winter; all doors were closed, fake snow on the windows.

  2. John Yeo says:

    My friends and I were aboard the good ship “Paradisio”, in the south sea islands, diving for pearls. I was wearing my legendary silk swimming trunks under my wet-suit. My heart skipped a beat as I came up with a huge rare very valuable black pearl. I placed it in a silk-lined casket and presented it to Margaret.

  3. Claire says:

    Silk and pearls—black pearls, that is—it was what Sasha liked. Whenever the occasion required elegant couture, this was what she chose to wear. Depending on the style of her dress, the fabric would either cling to her seamlessly or simply flow as she walked elegantly into any recital, reception or dinner party, and she reveled in knowing that many eyes were on her. She knew she was stunning, and she knew how to flaunt it…

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