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The dress was a bright red color with a soft fabric. It was a high-low strapless dress that came down to my knees in the front and then grew in length until it was to the back of my heels. The dress had different layers that laid on the bottom half of my dress so it ruffled and made you look at my legs. I hated my legs. But I was so transfixed by the thick strap of silver jewels that wrapped around the waist of the dress. They were small silver jewels that glittered when the light hit them and were tear dropped shaped. The red of the dress peeked out from behind them and drew even more attention to the dress itself. I thought it looked beautiful. Plus, it matched my necklace. I slowly slipped the dress on, and I immediately knew that I was not going to be able to zip it by myself. My arm