I've Been Dreaming of a True Love's Kiss

"Oh okay. Well hopefully you will get married soon. You can most definitely make a wedding dress. That is very brave of you."

Ginny looked at the pictures and smiled. "Oh this is lovely. I would love for you to make a wedding dress... Now wait just a second... Why do you want a wedding dress so much?" Ginny gasped, a happy and curious look appearing on her face. "Are you getting married?"

"Okay, what kind of challenge? Why do you want a challenge? Is there something on your mind?"

What’s so magical about it?

"It's just so beautiful, and it seems like everybody here could be a prince or a princess."

"Yours looks almost as good as mine."

"Oh, yes, your hair is quite lovely."

"Yes, on the inside," she said folding part of the shirt to show her the pattern.

"Oh yes, by all means," she said taking a step back.

"Oh is something wrong with it?" She looked down at her outfit before she realized the woman wasn’t talking to her. "Opps… Thought you were talking to me."

"Oh, no dear, you look lovely."

Ginny jumped slightly when she heard his voice. "Oh, hello. Yes," she said turning back to the mannequin. "There's something very off. It's too much or- no, it's missing something!" She ran over to a table and grabbed some white, crinkled, double gauze and lace fabric. She tucked it into the shirt to make a collar. Ginny backed up a few steps and looked at it, smiling. "Yes, that is definitely better."

"What is wrong with it?, Ms. Lima?"

Ginny turned around. "Oh, I am very sorry. I didn't realize anyone was in here. Well you see, I sewed this shirt a few days ago, but there's something very wrong here. I just can't figure out what it is."

"I adore fashion. I'm the fashion design teacher here at the university."

"Oh that looks lovely. I love tiaras. I bet your aunt is a wonderful lady."