A Gown Fit for a Princess {Riveras}
Apr 3, 2019 21:01:34 GMT -5
Post by Coco Rivera on Apr 3, 2019 21:01:34 GMT -5
<<Since they might even have best luck at the shops of said hotel, I'll put this here and we can move it if need be <3>>
Every day here, and with her parents, and Miguel, and Rosa, was its own blessing, and despite those who weren’t here, but helping plan dear Rosa’s Quince! A day Coco thought she wouldn’t be about to help with either, and such a shame with music allowed back for it. Though she fully trusted Elena.
But she was, along with Mamá and Papá. The latter’s own dedication to making Rosa’s Quince special was very transparent and so touching. For both of them, Coco felt.
Shortly after she came, Rosa had made the comment, still fully grateful for all Héctor was, and had done, that maybe nonetheless he would let up now that...well, he didn’t have to substitute.
Not that the girl for a moment felt that was what her great-great-grandfather’s affection was, Coco knew, but still rushed to explain, cupping her cheek as both she and Papá did.
”Oh Mija, you’re not getting out of being spoiled that easily”, she’d chuckled.
Today was one of her and Mamá’s first days of real planning to that, and dress picking out! She’d already heard some comments between Mamá and Rosa on hair, and as they tried to compromise, and once they had her dress maybe both would know what to do to match.
It was typically a woman’s affair, but Papá would be coming along. To no complaint from Coco, or any of them, she knew. Not really. ”Are you sure, Papá?”, Coco still checked once more at breakfast, with a smile, ”Getting between and around Mamá helping someone else pick a dress can get...complicated”.
She didn’t directly mention her experiences around her Quince, for his sake, and to that understood why he wanted to be there.
Every day here, and with her parents, and Miguel, and Rosa, was its own blessing, and despite those who weren’t here, but helping plan dear Rosa’s Quince! A day Coco thought she wouldn’t be about to help with either, and such a shame with music allowed back for it. Though she fully trusted Elena.
But she was, along with Mamá and Papá. The latter’s own dedication to making Rosa’s Quince special was very transparent and so touching. For both of them, Coco felt.
Shortly after she came, Rosa had made the comment, still fully grateful for all Héctor was, and had done, that maybe nonetheless he would let up now that...well, he didn’t have to substitute.
Not that the girl for a moment felt that was what her great-great-grandfather’s affection was, Coco knew, but still rushed to explain, cupping her cheek as both she and Papá did.
”Oh Mija, you’re not getting out of being spoiled that easily”, she’d chuckled.
Today was one of her and Mamá’s first days of real planning to that, and dress picking out! She’d already heard some comments between Mamá and Rosa on hair, and as they tried to compromise, and once they had her dress maybe both would know what to do to match.
It was typically a woman’s affair, but Papá would be coming along. To no complaint from Coco, or any of them, she knew. Not really. ”Are you sure, Papá?”, Coco still checked once more at breakfast, with a smile, ”Getting between and around Mamá helping someone else pick a dress can get...complicated”.
She didn’t directly mention her experiences around her Quince, for his sake, and to that understood why he wanted to be there.