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Scarlet
Date: 9/7/2015, Categories: Historical, Author: Saucymh, Rating: , Source: LushStories
mended and I’d have to do it fast. Holding up my heavy skirts, I ran down the backstage corridor, carefully dodging half-dressed performers and mounds of costumes left strewn around after quick changes. Reaching the stairs, I thundered upwards avoiding those on their way down. ‘Wardrobe’ was on the second floor. It was a large room packed to the rafters with all manner of costumes. They hung from hooks and stands or were crammed into baskets stacked against the walls. There was hardly room to swing a cat. A quick glance around revealed that mother wasn’t there. That was good. She’d reminded me twice about mending that dress. The gown in question was hanging on a hook near the door. It was a beautiful garment. Fashioned from intricately embroidered white lace, layered over pale pink, pure silk petticoats, it looked like a tainted wedding gown. It was one of many extravagant gifts from Sir Henry and had not, as yet, been worn. Poor Miss Scarlet, she’d been distraught when she’d accidentally caught her foot in the hem whilst trying it on. The tear wasn’t too bad though. I’d soon have it mended. I wondered how I’d look in something other than my black work dress. Standing in front of mother’s full length dressing mirror, I held Miss Scarlet’s gown against my body. I sighed, disappointed; it didn’t suit me. The pale pink colour made my skin look sallow and my dull brown hair, scraped into a neat bun, was altogether too plain. Shaking out the gown, I pictured Miss Scarlet ...