(Karsten)
How could someone be so fucking beautiful, elegant, funny and at the same time look like a princess from a Winter Land of a faraway galaxy?
My Blue Rose looked exactly like how I had pictured her when I had started designing this gown keeping her in mind.
Ethereal, seraphic, breathtaking and addicting.
I was addicted to this gorgeous woman.
Initially, I had thought of gifting this on her birthday when it was completed. But she became our showstopper and I knew this was the right time.
Forgetting the rest of the world, I just greedily stared and stared at her, bathed under the light sconces, highlighted by their brightness.
She seemed to exude regality which made everyone just fade out for me.
Seeing me lost and staring, she flashed a shy smile and picked up the dress by its sides before taking a twirl for me.
Under the bright lights of the runway, the swirls of deep blue and crimson red shimmered like cosmic clouds all around my Blue Rose.
